[She narrows her eyes uncertainly as she considers her options. The fae offering to fly with her, the man urging her not to trust it... She really wants to try to settle things between the two of them peacefully, but peace doesn't seem like an option right now. She pauses, looking conflicted. The idea of flying away is tempting, but...]

...I dunno. Why don't you just make yerself scarce while you can? I'll keep tryin' to sort things out wiv 'im. I can't make 'eads of tails of all this the two of you got goin' on! [She can't run away when there's still answers to be uncovered.]