Danny hadn't wasted too much time thinking about what it meant for him that the Fae had claimed him. He was more worried about the immediate problem of escaping.

Worry about one bad situation and/or existential crisis at a time. It was how he'd managed his life over the last year. And if it meant never actually getting around to dealing with everything that was wrong.... well at least he was still mostly handling thing?

"On it!" Using a little bit of his ghostly flight ability to keep his balance, Danny leans out and tags the glyphs. He then twists around just enough to raise a shield to block some incoming.... he wasn't sure what they were. But he figured that getting hit by anything coming from the Fae would be bad at this point.