[She's being good. She's staying put. He said no, and she has the common sense not to push. Some of her kin absolutely are not that merciful.

But this question, how do we answer this question. She's proud and tipsy and tempted to just tell him too much, but there's value in being hard to predict. Most of the people here have only the faintest idea of what she's capable of. Even those who know she can summon weaker tanar'ri, those who walked through ink-black clouds of pure madness, even those she has personally killed here know only a fraction of her abilities and she would prefer to keep it that way for now. The things people have seen already, though - word spreads fast. And she is proud.]

You don't spend much time on the network, do you? Here, come with me. I don't mind explaining a few things, but I'd rather not do it in so open and - populated a location. Some people here have decided they are my enemies, evidently.

[Wonder why?? Mortals take things so personally sometimes. She reaches out a hand for him to take, needing contact in order to teleport them both.]