[Suzerain of Sheol]

She can't tell if he's messing with her, or not. Has he not seen how she dresses?

"I'm going to assume you're joking, since you wouldn't want me to freeze to death. Also, going to need a citation on Norns being people." She yawns, rolling her shoulders and stretching, then hops up from her seat again.

"I have a better idea, be right back." Darting to her bedroom, she starts rummaging through her cabinets until she digs out a big cloth map of Tyria, returning to the kitchen with it. Paying no mind to Gambooge anymore and with the aid of some pins and nails, she rigs it up on the ceiling beam, effectively dividing them on either side of the room.

"Okay," she tells him excitedly. "I'm going to close my eyes and shoot, you tell me where it hits."