[Aranea you are such a sweetheart. She put her hand over the one on her shoulder and gave it a fond squeeze]

I am doing well, thank you, Aranea. Concerned, but that's only to be expected. I do not think there is much the Condesce will be able to do here in Death City, with so much of her abilities sealed away so I hope this meeting will put everyone more at ease.

Why don't you come in? Could I get you some tea?