There was one option. It was an extremely specific one. It was so situational, it was barely worth mentioning. Yet, the exact situation had popped up that made it viable, despite how, frankly, nonsensical it was.
It was a procedure, which, technically, anyone magician could do. But the pre-requisites were insane.
"Lena."
That got her attention. She immediately perked up. "Yes darling?"
"We're leaving."
"Yes!" She raised a fist in the air. "Time for that v-" She was about to scream out vault, then realized the various pixies still around her. "U-um. I mean, uwu bedroom time."
???
He didn't even bother retorting. As long as it kept the pixies from thinking they were going to harm them, then any explanation worked.
He led her away from the gathering pixies, navigating through the forest until they reached a concealed location. They had gone back to their airship. She immediately climbed in and, as usual, settled onto his lap without hesitation.
