"Well, sorry to disappoint you, but my hips have been known to lie a couple times," she fires back dryly. "I guess we are kind of living in this kind of power metal fantasy world now, huh. A bunch of people from all over stuck in a place where the gods have their own things to worry about and we're all caught in the middle of survival and divinity."

"Between survival and divinity" sounds fucking badass if she does say so herself, but she won't toot her own horn about it. "Eat your heart out, every fantasy author with two Rs in his initials. There really is way more to this place than you can see from the ground." She can't help but sound amazed at it all. And why wouldn't she be? As horrible as this place can be to people sometimes, it's still... gorgeous in exactly as many degrees as it is frightening. Maybe that's weird to think. Oh well.