[Ah, now this is serving some Grumpy Sidekick with a Hidden Heart of Gold, and Oberon nearly snorts around his treat — but only nearly, as he is not inclined to rudeness today. Give that a couple of weeks, a chance properly to stretch his wings and grimace at this fluorescent city, and maybe things will change.

But for now]

Much obliged! I appreciate the warm welcome.

[That welcome was certainly not frigid, but neither warm. A flash of a smile; he doesn’t care, either]

Such a shame, though… my assumption is once she finds her ilk, there will be no more teleporting or hovering?

[Damn. So much for the fun.]