"What orcy-elf said, yes, yes!" Hazel poked her head up out of the well, yellow eyes gleaming with fey delight.
The fairy then dropped back down into the blackness once more and contemplated on what other kind of excitement she could have. She had thought maybe she could pickpocket Silver Hair but from what he said, Hazel gathered he didn't have much of interest to pickpocket anyhoo. Not that she wouldn't give whatever it was back but not before having some fun with it. But apparently, that option was not available at the moment. Most unfortunate it was. Perhaps she could pickpocket orcy-elf boy instead. But the fairy would wait until he was sound asleep.
Hazel huffed and trotted over to a particularly interesting looking object when the sound of another being fluttering its wings was then heard inside the well's depths. "Hazel, what are you doing here?" A new voice sounded nearby the mischievous fairy. Hazel spun around and saw that the spirit of the well had returned, an elder Fae being wearing white with silver wings and yellow hair wearing a silver jewel on her forehead. The spirit looked around and asked, "And what happened to Aelfyn?"
"Sylvana, you return back to well! Um, me thought you were gone for another half day?" Hazel asked somewhat uncomfortably.
"Yes, I returned, sooner than expected." Sylvana looked around a bit more then eyed Hazel with suspicion. "Again, where is Aelfyn? He was supposed to guard the well in my absence. Or did you scare him away again?" she asked the other fey with a disapproving tone.
Hazel shuffled her feet a little. "Um, me may have done that. But he such a party pooper, yes? And scaredy-fairy too!"
Sylvana sighed in exasperation. "Hazel, you know very well that I appointed him to this task while I was away on some official business. I don't appreciate you scaring away my assistant! It's bad for business!" Then in a slightly calmer voice, "Where did he go, perchance?"
Hazel shrugged. "Um, me not know? He go where ever he go."
"That's not helpful and you know it, Hazel." The spirit sighed again and said, "I'll take it from here now. Please go and have some fun elsewhere, alright?"
"Blah, I go and do as spirit asks. But still some fun to be had nearby." And with that, the butterfly fairy flew out of the well, off to a section of trees in the vicinity and perched on a branch, watching the proceedings in the clearing with playful eyes.
The spirit of the well then proceeded to do her well duties then, perching in her chosen spot down below. The sound of a bell was then clearly heard as it indicated the magic well was open for business once again.