Her eyes seem to sparkle, as he talks. "Yes. Yes you are, and I can see that my mother is correct about you. 'Forged in the fires of war, tempered by victory, hardened by loss, spurned from glory,' I believe was the core of the incantation used to call you, both of you. Clearly, it simply chose better, this time. Now, do you need anything else? Any information you wish gathered, or planted?"<br/><br/>If he's watching her closely, he might notice she actually looks slightly<em>aroused</em>by his barely-contained rage.