"I am glad you find it so." Is the chittered reply, fond, caring. Perhaps pointedly so, that once he steps into her private booth, it cannot be ignored.

"It was a gift given to me when I first slew one of my sisters. We receive many such items upon such occasions." That too is said with warmth, moving lightly to beckon him to sit in the chair that had been set out for visitors. The servant that sits at Chch's feet is still, even now, with her eyes turned down.