[Suzerain of Sheol]

Watching the odd spectacle, the King of Carbonec questions with distant interest, "I am but a lowly Servant, mistress, and unwise in the ways of this changèd world, but for what do you struggle to dress this Mousse as though it were a child? Of the few talents I possess, recognizing affronts to nature is one I would esteem among my greatest, and your creature would seem to agree. It disdains your chosen regalia, if I am any judge."