"Oh I think I like her..." she gives Jian a wicked grin before turning back to their dragonborn visitor. She eyed her for a few seconds, tilting her head ever so slightly as if to appraise what in the blasted faded lands was going on.<br/><br/>"A request for my personal appearance, or is this a business request, Miss Rekterinias?" she inquires, still seated firmly in her 'throne' like chair, an idle hand reaching out to trace the edges of the badge placed on her desk.