[Half the reason they get along so well is that Mercy just doesn't question. asking questions makes you have to admit to ignorance, something you don't want to do around Fae. The other half is, of course, her baking.]

Big magic. Woke me out of a sound sleep.

[Shrug.]

Smelled like something familiar; thought it might be you. Here, have cookies. There's Reddi Whip on the door of the fridge.