you walk into a bar and floraminoade are there wyd

"Lady Mòrag-"

"Hush, Brighid. I don't want to arouse their attention."

"I don't see what all the fuss is about. Do they not go for polyamory in Mor Ardain?"

"Prince, that's your great-great-great-granddaddy, or whoever! Didn't you know?"

"Of course I knew, Pandy! The mighty Zekenator knows all! All..."

"Uh oh. They're lookin' at us."

"My lady, I'm afraid I must agree with Zeke. I too fail to see the point of all this worrying. Are they not friendly?"

"Sure, plenty friendly. So friendly I bet if I walk over there the Duke of Dumbass'll try to hug me."

"Mythra! Don't you miss him at all?"

"Not enough for that. Maybe if Pyra wakes up we'll reconsider."

"Lady friend of Zeke's ancestor seem very nice. Poppi would like to meet her."

"Tora not so sure about that...old man Cole not look so harmless, now."

"Whatever you do, Rex, don't jostle your helmet, do you hear me?"

"Aw, Gramps. You won't say hi?"

Dromarch scoffed. "The lot of you are being foolish."

And, once safely padded to the other side of the quite conveniently uncrowded room, he found that just about all of their wanton suspicions were proved correct, and that the should-be-late Lady Origo offered very nice pets indeed.