Your favourite Garlean genius has arrived. Stay your applause, please. Oh, very well then; a smattering of hands ought suffice.

〝 A whole statue? Well, dash these doubtful lips of mine. 〞His estimation wasn't without a sprinkling of characterful sarcasm, though Nero brought her into a single-armed embrace. 〝 As for yours truly, I have been occupied with some rather amusing space-faring vessels. 〞

Dear me, estinien varlineau.. Your ignominy knows no bounds.

Whatever are you doing here, Hecate?

The food can be a tad anaemic, alas.

Oh, good heavens no. You may enjoy those all by yourself.

. . . From where did you glean these, my dear?

Complimentary, were they?

Starlight Celebration ‼️

Tough it out, old sport.

It's a turn of phrase, dear woman.

Why, I would never use any of your abundant flaws against you in such an uncouth manner.

Ah, yes. Keenly observant, like a Dalmascan hyena. I suppose the blasted Gyr Abanian tracts weren't wasted a moment on you.

There isn't much else to do in my shadow, sadly.

Must we contaminate the workspace with neophytes?

Mostly, yes.

I am here, and you are all exceptionally welcome.

I have been rather busy being fantastic.

We can't all be as gracefully efficient as I.

I do not believe that keeping a journal of slights against me is petty. It is organised; at worst, it is whimsical.