When she mentioned making him happy, Tannow looked genuinely taken aback. "Wait... What?" He suddenly lifted his hand as if dismissing the idea. "Never mind. Just... This isn't about happiness, number 74, it's about about doing as I said earlier. Looking up, always rising higher..." He seemed truly shaken by what she had said. Tannow was used to, even welcoming of the false flattery of most of his staff. They all hated him, and he knew it, and he was fine with it. But this elf... This side of her, at least, seemed really eager to please him. Why? What possible profit was there for her in it? Sure, in obedience. In manners. But not in such blind devotion. She was... Strange.<br/><br/>"And the way you will do that is by following my commands. Now..." He looked over her as coldly as possible, trying to hide his earlier shock. "Tell me about your time in the pit. What weapons did you use? How did you kill?"