[Borra squinted at the human, trying to figure out if he was being sincere or sarcastic in his words. Dark Fae weren't big on the latter quality and could be quite literal at times, perhaps a consequence of how literal their own magic worked. It was a species-wide trait. Eventually, he settled for a nod.]

That only your Ministry of Magic was so polite.

[He said, thus revealing his reasons for having ventured far beyond where the usual territory of the Dark Fae lay.]

I would have preferred to simply fly but no. They forbid it. [The words were full of contempt. As if Borra would ever obey instructions simply because a human had given them. Instead, he'd done so to keep from ruffling any feathers when meeting with those in charge of the wizarding world.] Something about the non-magical humans not being able to handle the existence of the fae if one was spotted.