Fen pops into existence like a balloon being inflated into the air. They blink at Gyre and then blink at Five and then blink at Twelve before happily declaring:

"Oh hi!" They declare, radiating flowers out from where they're floating.

"How? Magic." She answers, waiting for just a moment as Gyre pulls out his bow.

"Ugh. Come here or you'll get hurt." Five reaches up, obtaining Fen out of the air and pulling them over to her and holding them in her arms.

"Thanks!" They say, delighted.