"Yes... of course." Would any mortal know what she was about to say about the differences? Maybe not yet, but they would come to know. Layla was going to find herself quickly educated because Eilidh couldn't just let that go. She held one hand up, palm facing the floor. "The Unseelie are a court of the fae and they are... widely considered to be the less pleasant. They make mischief that isn't always fun and games. They tend to have a lesser regard for mortal life. They can be dangerous." Her other hand rose, palm pointing up this time. "The Seelie are the other court and they are better, they have a regard and when the Unseelie exiled their criminals out of the fae realm it was the Seelie who..." Eilidh stopped, her throat suddenly tight. "They came to keep them in line even though they couldn't ever go home." Eilidh had to look away for a moment before she could call her smile back to her face. "I know odd things." I was there. It was just good that Layla was there to pull her mind away from it, without even knowing she was doing it, before Eilidh got lost in old thoughts that'd only leave her upset. But if she's well then why is she so... oh. Moonshine seemed to be very useful for relaying pieces of information that helped Eilidh understand what was happening. "Have I embarrassed you somehow, Layla? If I have I am sorry."
'That's not true, she likes seeing you blush.'
Eilidh smiled at hearing Layla agree that she was probably strange. "How can you call it the wrong way round?" She didn't understand how psychic powers really worked so it was hard for her to get what the wrong way was. She'd just thought it was fascinating to watch the young King's as their powers came to be. Can I tell her? 'I don't know, that part's up to you. If you think she'd believe you.' That was a very good point. Seeing the way that Layla bit at her lip made Eilidh's heart thump uncomfortably.. "When I think of the best way to say it without being confusing I'll tell you, okay?" Eilidh hoped that her smile was as reassuring as she meant it to be. A smile that faltered and then brightened so much it actually hurt a bit when Layla said that she'd seen her. "Oh, you've seen me. And that's a funny thing that you saw me coming in today since it was all because of Flicker that I did..." Her smile was slightly shy and she looked away for just a moment before turning her head back. "I think that I like that you saw me coming." It made her feel better.
'Then we'll do that! You can come to the river so that Eilidh can see Moonshine fish and we can play a game of hide-and-seek with you seeking. Eilidh'd like if you both came.'
Her face was truly going to be sore if she kept smiling like this every time that Layla said something to her. She said I looked like a fairy! "Oh but Layla," she said, laughing quietly as she leaned in, like she was saying something secret. "How do you know I'm not? Have you ever met a fairy?" Not a fairy, no, because fairy's like in story tales were not quite real. Though if Eilidh put her mind to it then she was certain she'd be able to glamour up a convincing one. "I'm not laughing at you for what you said, I promise." Without realizing she'd brushed her fingers against Layla's as she said that, a motion meant to be reassuring that she didn't even think might not be appropriate until it was already done. "What do you think a fae would look like? Do they have sparkles, wings, swirls in their skin, impossibly brilliant eyes, a breeze that always follows them around... or do they look rather like everyone else? We can use glamours." And Eilidh, feeling emboldened by how well she was getting on with Layla, spun up a glamour that settled around the shop slowly and easily, turning it into a forest glade complete with a tiny, babbling brook where the desk the register sat upon actually was. Everything else was gone, but if either of them moved then they'd still bump into the things that were actually there. Moonshine was now seated on a blossoming dogwood tree. The redheaded fae toyed with a piece of her hair and smiled at Layla again.
"I rather think the fae could look like whatever they wished if we can do this because we have their blood."