More than anything

The unicorn did not introduce herself; unicorns did not have names, and though she did as a girl, she was not a girl right now. It simply didn't occur to her.

"Yes," she answered, tossing her head a bit, as if in disdain. "He thought he was rescuing me. I think magicians tend to think they know better than all other folk. It was terrible. It was worse, somehow, to wake up in Darrow turned into a girl again. No well-meaning magician that might fix it here." Though she had met plenty of magic users, none seemed eager to take up the task.