"Should have set it to music," she muses.

"We can do that next time, darling."

"We're always improving."

"Practice is quite important."

"Mhm." She pets Acererak's hair. Twin jets of air puff out of either end of the station.

"Looks like the central shaft was ruptured."

Snuggle. "It seems likely they'll all be dead rather soon, then..."

"Those that don't flee to the ships."

"We'll see," she says with a laugh and another twist of her fingers. Strategically placed points along the docks explode, cutting off most escape routes, and several people whose job it is to coordinate and help with evacuations go insane.

This causes several follow-on explosions.

"You do think of everything."

"I've been causing mayhem for quite a long time."

"Fortunately it doesn't show on your face."

Smirk. "My skin care secrets are the envy of the multiverse."

"Must have been why everyone was really beating down your door."

She laughs. "Sadly, I only hand it out to people I really like."

"And there aren't many of those?"

"Only a handful. I do think you're one of them, though."

"I am happy to hear that."

Nuzzle. And, voice low and sultry, "How would you like to know my secret, darling?"

"I do like knowing secrets. Even if this one in particular is likely to be redundant for me."

"Oh? You know how to recreate your body after death?"

"...That seems a little extreme to get rid of wrinkles. But no, I meant that while I am alive, my appearance will not change."

Kiss. "I can keep you alive. My anti-wrinkle method is my immortality method, after all."

"That does sound interesting."

"It's a rather basic idea, though one with a complex implementation - you anchor your soul externally to your body. Of course, if you're not cautious that can simply give you a different vulnerability."

"Enabling people to attack your soul directly?"