"You may not. You may find yourself doing things you had hoped to escape. You may find yourself being more you than you thought possible - even removed from your story and put into one built by another." The crone smiled at Leto, knowing very well what she spoke of. Her head tilted slightly as she looked up at him. She didn't look away from his eyes either, from that search. No, she wanted to see what was behind the bright blue.
"You may enjoy yourself all too much." She winked at him, her hand lifting to touch his jaw before pulling it away. It was only a light, quick bit of contact. "Come see me soon. You are not alone. But, you knew that, didn't you?" She smiled, stepping back.
Baba Yaga turned on her heel and started to walk away. She had needed to speak with one of those "things" she most enjoyed. Someone who moved her more than any other being ever had. He'd want to know about her latest find, and he'd want to share with her.
She also needed to warn the Viking king. There was a new power in the City, and she did not understand it yet. She would. She had decided that.