"These two-bit meddlers are playing with forces they don't understand," Ailee grumbles under her breath with a divine lack of irony. The [i]Squeakers[/i]? Those goofy parodies of true draconic power? Urgh it was like taking a shower when Jackdaw decided it was time to do the dishes - suddenly all the heat and energy went out of her hands and went off to accomplish something [i]irrelevant[/i]. If all you eat is cup noodles you never need to wash the dishes, Jackdaw!

"I can fix this," she declares. "The problem is that there are two lightning rods here - me, and some idiot kobold with delusions. Other than Coleman. As long as that fool clings to the ankle of King Dragon I won't be able to stop this place from being rendered into a cosmic bonfire." She gets to her feet, looks Lucien square in the chest and feels more envy than she's accustomed to. "How did you... nevermind!" she said. "Listen! While you were fucking the elevator, did you happen to see any kobolds wearing stupid hats? Dragon mask, dressed like they'd just shoplifted from a counterfeit jewellery store? Also, friend Lucien, bee friends, bee friends, friend Lucien. This station is currently burning down because someone threatened something I decided was my friend so hopefully I won't need to make a second demonstration about why you should play nice together."