[Suzerain of Sheol]

Hopping up from her perch on the table and suddenly realizing that she hasn't eaten in the very long time, Tsaerri rummages around in her cupboards until she finds her favorite sugared crackers and begins snacking on them, leaning back against her counter. Deciding they're a little bland, she nabs the salt from behind her and dumps a generous helping into the bag, giving it a vigorous rustle.

"You know," she comments between bites. "It has a point. You were the one who suggested it." Tsae withdraws another cracker, flipping it between her fingers. "I'll tell you what. You use your fancy water magics and clean my floor, and you can have some of my crackers. Deal?"