"No." Baba knew that Eric couldn't simply take some unsuspecting type. It wouldn't do out in public, not when there were so many variables at play. She just held onto him and glided along, ignoring the looks. She didn't rise so high that he'd become uncomfortable in holding hand, but she wasn't going to try to walk and keep up with him. Nor was she going to force him to walk at her speed. That was the small trouble in their height differences. Not that she was going to complain.
"No fried. Perhaps a bit of meat would do me well." She hadn't looked up to him to turn her words into some sort of play on words. No, instead, she looked around for something that she might eat.
"We will find each other eventually. This might be our first talk of this nature, first or second. I don't know if he believes I am pure evil or perhaps a necessary one." She smiled up at her liege, giving him a wink. "He has yet to see I am not fully evil or good. That is a poor conceived notion, even of those of us who seem to be one extreme or another."
The thought caught her attention, and she allowed him to go where he would. She floated along his side as some girl shaped toy. There was the one time she had dressed as a doll. No extremes. Not even in those who seemed such, but there were powerful types. Had the City amassed a collection of no true extremes? That would make sense as not even Fables were as clear cut as some might think.
"What about a ride? We could scare a few of our fellow travels somehow." Her attention returned to the man at her side, a smile on her lips.