Yet another assumption. I have not stated or thought that my intellect is superior to yours. As you pointed out, I asked for aid. But you passed the first judgement, Rutile, the moment we met.

[She is aware of the information she has given and how it might be helpful, but there's a sharpness to her gaze at his last.]

And I would not disrespect the Death Plane in such a manner, it has a tendency to bite.

[She knew that only too well.]