"Mm, yes, I'm afraid I ought to apologize for you destroying my lovely pets that had gotten loose, and tearing apart my home," she replies, her words controlled and pleasant, even as they drip with sarcasm. "And, yes, you are quite right; you have not had the luxury of a superior existence and immortality for as long as I have." She settles onto the couch, luxuriating over it, the male arriving a few moments later, and sliding in next to her. "I am so sorry to hear that your former allies attempted to murder you. Such a tragedy. I suppose I am fortunate that none of mine have attempted the same, but, then again, I have not had the same luxury of freedom you have. But, yes, I'd be delighted to compare notes." She leans forward, smirking. "I assume you remember seeing both of us there, don't you?" she asks, in a low, hissing whisper, eagerly watching his reaction.