After a moment's consideration - for whether he might want her company rather than concern about grass stains - she joins him in sitting on the ground.

"It seems so, I've felt a significant amount fof them, just walking around," There's a bit of a frown in her expression, because sometimes other fae look back at her like she's dangerous. Which she isn't, people are just naturally distrustful of someone who feels a bit like death, "They feel very strange, sometimes, if they're not a kind I'm familiar with."

Some of the fairies in Baedal feel completely different to anything Clio has ever experienced. She's attributing it to the fact the worlds are so different, but it's still a little unsettling.