Hmph. For everyone's sakes, you had better hope I don't mind what I turn into.

[ Nobody needs a perpetually-grumpy Carol as a result of turning into something she really hates, after all. Though it will, of course, mean more pain for the Fog God the second she gets the chance. ]

A Faerie... [ She squints... ] So I was right, you are an insect woman. What of Saint-Germain?