"Imps are not known for their aesthetic judgment, your majesty. One of them even thought her a vulpinal, no matter that she needed translation."

Togomor looks pained, but then he usually does.

"They have been dispatched nevertheless."

"Fine. If she is putting on a brave face about being trapped here, that's where you come in with a project to get her home that can stretch on endlessly. Who else could possibly help her, Toff?"

"If not, that puts her at what, fifth circle? Then we'll squeeze our Good little fox-girl for all the fifth-circle service she can offer before she turns tail. Perhaps she can be poisoned against the nobles as well..."

She carelessly scribbles a note in the margin of an ancient tome.

"Keep an imp on her. I want vices, gold clearly isn't one of them. Now, how are you getting on with that efreeti?"

Yesss she knew nobles usually have good food. And this food is pretty good actually! You have to enjoy the little things.

"This one is not entirely unlike sushi... Sort of. Not really. This one reminds me of a, uh, famous restaurant called Chipotle..."

She gravitates towards the fried and sweet.

"I admit, I've never given much thought to what life is like on other worlds. What's 'sushi'?"

She obliges her tastes by taking the dish of oysters for herself, holding it for want of a chair. 

"Rice, seafood - usually raw, though traditional sushi was never my absolute favorite compared to nicely cooked and sauced stuff in little finger-food rolls. And seaweed to hold then together. They do something to it to make it nicely sticky and savory, I don't recall what."

She waves a hand negligently and illuses... The essence, at least, of a sushi cooking video. She remembers the bit how they make a long roll and cut it up into finger food, at least.

"These ones reminded me of them, a bit, because they're crab? Lots of crab sushi. Hmm, I don't remember how to make soy sauce either. Though I have a bottle."

Tail of Holding, ho! She daubs a tiny bit of it onto one of the crab spheres. "Mm!"

Sabina holds out an oyster in a wordless request to try some of this 'soy sauce' on it and watches the illusion video.

Most of her thinking is really on the combat implications of a Tail of Holding. Being a body part, it would be easier to use offensively for capturing disarmed weapons, you'd need thick-soled boots to chase her down if she could scatter caltrops from it as she runs... Her posture subtly shifts as she recalculates how best to defeat her. It's not anything personal.

"Sushi looks tasty. I think I saw something similar being served as a snack at the Jade Circle once, that's a teahouse in South Shore."

"Jade, eh? Sounds Atsosi, which is where they do sushi. Sorta. Ish. Ahem: A journey of one thousand li begins with one step."

Shrug. She will do a quick pour of soy sauce.

"Anyway... Nothing seems to be actually on fire today from what I saw on the walk over, which is an improvement."

"Yes, though we don't know if the Guard and Sable Company will be as much help when unrest flares up again. It does give us a narrow opening to address some problems that could fester if this turmoil continues."

Soy sauce gets an approving nod, then she devours the last oysters and puts the helmet back on. 

"The two topping the list are the reports of a necromancer operating in the Gray, and of hidden tunnels beneath the Longacre building. We do not want an undead problem brewing if more people are going to die, and we do not know whether the tunnels are being used to free convicted criminals or abduct them. A small elite strike force is being assembled to investigate, and you've shown you'd be a strong addition to it."

"Necromancy is... Very bad. Some places you rise as a skellie or zombie if not given last rites back home, but people doing it deliberately..." She does a full body shiver.

"Quite. If you're willing, I'll introduce you to the rest of the team you'll be working with."

Her ears do a flicker of annoyance at 'team'.

"I probably should be with people. For familiarity with the environment reasons if nothing else.  Is all this happening now? Not sure how long a necromancer problem can keep, don't they need to pray for spells like the priests?"

"It's not urgent on a scale of hours or days, that much is correct, but we don't know how long we have until the next outbreak of violence that consumes our attention and provides them with many more corpses to work with. Does your world have contagious undead? There are some here, thank the gods they generally never spread far but they're a menace if left unaddressed."

"No, they're not contagious unless you have a single powerful - demon? Not quite, maybe fiend? - that can do that."