I recall nothing of our first meeting except that I was perfectly polite to you, as long as it was merited. Search your memory and point out the moment my behavior was no longer justified - you may find your own recollection more worthwhile than my words.

[ She's clearly more interested in her own version of events than the truth. This is hardly worth the effort anymore. ]

The Death Plane can bite where it will. Its teeth have not touched me so far.

[ Death is kind of a meaningless concept to Rutile - the closest brush with it they've had was the centuries of Padparadscha's coma. But even Padparadscha was returned to them, and they feel rather fearless. ]