Aisling cringes away, glaring. "I do not need turned into some savage, heartless monster!" She cries out in anger. "I am human and happily so! I see no reason to change my appearance, or take your twisted ways!" Stepping away she glanced about, looking as to where she could run to an escape. To flee the Court of Summer. She had tried such before with Fall with horrendous results. Fleeing the fae was not a wise thing to do but it was a option. If one with bitter results.