"Why, it's practically a gift. How kind. How festive." The patch of scales at the base of Lan's throat ripples through a series of flickering, bio-luminescent colour changes as she takes up her own cup of tea. In theory, she could make an effort to look human, but given her other proclivities and in order to stave off accusations that she's 'gone native', she's chosen to appear as she truly is.

"And I'm well enough. Warm, with plenty of pies to look in on." It rankles to have someone check in on her as if she's some human, maiden aunt, but she maintains a level of politeness. While she is not always quite so focused on manners, it is a very bad sign if she has other priorities. "And yourself? It is not our time, but there's usually some sport to be had."