neveramanSee, this is the problem right here, innit? Sticking me all the way out here, letting me pick up dust like some posh collector keeping a museum no one's ever gonna visit, then dragging me back out when you get bored.
Here I'd been thinking I was all set to drop in on that war of the gods a few months ago, only for you to go and forget I exist at all! Typical adult, you are, thinking about your time management and obligations. Couldn't keep your word if you promised to do nothing.
But maybe it's just as well. You can't have forgotten that I don't take orders, after all. Least of all from some nutter that can't even touch me for saying so. Besides, any place without the boys isn't worth a spit in the wind. And what sort of a trade would tree spirit magic be for charm? Already got that, miss. Works wonders.
So I don't expect you know me near well enough to have another try. Best if we parted ways, yeah? I'll head back off to Neverland, you'll do whatever it is that beastly, savage muns do when they're not torturing innocent young men, and we're all happier for it.