A smile slipped across Rhysand's face as he nodded before turning in a fluid glide and starting out of the wood. "Of course," he said with a nod and simply head off without another word.
The thought crossed his mind to make it appear, hand it over, and be on his way...but he was not yet ready to end this curious encounter. The thought also crossed his mind to summon Katherine--but he wanted to see where this went. This girl seemed intent on labeling him as a fake and yet with the upcoming brawl across the island he was rather keen to call her the fake, as well. So before sounding the alarms he figured he best sort it out.
It was only at the break of the forest to the field where his beautiful cottage sat around 100 feet before them, surrounded by lush greenery and gardens overflowing like something in a fairy tale did he speak again.
"Do you have a name? We've established who I am--or, perhaps, who I'm not depending on your opinion. We haven't established who you are--or, perhaps, who you're not." He gave her a kind, playful smile over his shoulder.