[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Wow, you're amazing at understatements. Do another one!" Tsae wraps up the crackers for now, tossing them back on the counter. "Cause from where I'm looking, my rug-that-costs-more-than-your-life is "wet" with disgusting chicken embryos. I mean, don't worry, Gamby, we're cool, but my friend there seems pretty pissed. Maybe pick up the pace a tic."

There's a tiny, underused part of Tsaerri's brain that's actually enjoying this whole... interacting with other humans and not wanting to murder them (okay, she kind of does want to kill Gambooge now, but that started like two minutes ago) thing. But then there's the rest of her mind that keeps reminding her she isn't a teenage girl having a couple of boys over while her parents are out, and this is really just a dangerous waste of time. She shudders involuntarily, recollecting the beating the other mesmer gave her just a few hours ago.