"No, my preference is freshly harvested bile, still warm from the corpse, but when we're out of that, anything will do."

It's one thing to say something and have others be unsure if you're joking or not. It's another to say it and be uncertain yourself, but she manages to not so much as blink with that.

"I've spent too long traveling to simply be grateful for the wine I have instead of fussing over the type."