"Fink." Jiao repeated, giggling a little at the sound of the name, which she thought sounded almost cute; certainly not like an evil mastermind who ruined a world. She stopped when Peter turned to her and nodded, though didn't really understand why what he said was so important. It had little to do with her after all, this practically fictional war on another world.
She kept clipping at his hair, leaning towards the front of his head to shape it better around his face. His question gave her pause; she wasn't sure how much to say.
"...No." And it was true: There was a village in the woods. "The Fae live in the woods, but that's all I'll tell you. We...Or at least, a lot of people value their privacy. You seem like a quiet person, so you probably get it, right?" She layered his hair on top with some downwards snips and tipped his head this way and that with her hands, looking over her work.
Jiao
Better do as I please, until I tell you to stop
When I rule the world, then you're the little girl
When I rule the world, then you're the little girl
