"Long time no see, old man," Nia said with a faint smile.
It went without saying that Thalion and the Twins were perhaps the only men outside of Ash who were, let's say, tolerable in her presence.
Kaelthyr and Kyron — well, those two had barely earned the right to be called inhabitants of the Ineffable Pantheon.
As for Thalion and the Twins, they were people she had endured and grown alongside long before they reached the point of being able to sneeze an entire reality out of existence.
Thalion smiled warmly, his short white hair neatly combed back, and his single eyeglass perched on his slightly pointy ears, giving him the refined look of an ancient scholar who had seen far too much.
"Long time indeed," he replied, his voice smooth and cultured.
"You've been busy, from what I hear. Devouring entire Realities like they're those fruit his Majesty likes so much.... Impressive work."
