Aggie would say she's too old for that kind of thing, but there's no real denying how comforting the little touch is. Her hair falls down past her waist still and she can feel the shift as Greta tucks it back. For a second, the woods seem to quiet as she lets the world focus simply on the warmth between two people who care very much. The family she's found here in Darrow is the thing she fears losing most and why she's so cautious about that book, even now.

"Even if it wasn't in a book of fairy tales, you can't convince me that something's not seriously off about this situation," she says, face screwed up in suspicion. "Random candy house appearing? In Darrow?" No way. No one could possibly be that stupid.

"Doesn't even need a red flag on the roof."