"Let us be about your registration!"<br/><br/>She seems quite pleased by Andar's willingness to cooperate.<br/><br/>"Ugnather!  Attend my new Champion!  Now both of you, come along."<br/><br/>She sweeps out of the conveyance and makes a beeline for the registration desk, scattering other contestants like so many ninepins.<br/><br/>"Aside, dolts!  I have come to register my new champion..."