I always make an entrance

"Hah! You poor soul, but how amusingly ironic," she giggled, a grin that had a sadistically entertained undertone to it playing at her onyx lips as she fixed him with her sapphire gaze. "Seems a little wrong for the descendants of a god to be roasting in hell, hm?" The unhurried movement and clear displeasure in both his tone and expression was kind of fun to watch. Yeah, she was definitely not the wolf to look to for sympathy in these sorts of circumstances. It was far too entertaining to watch others complain. Not that she wasn't willing to be nice about it for those too thin-skinned for her banter, after all Iskra knew when enough was enough.

Her tail swatted the ground and expression turned thoughtful for a moment before lighting up. There was no real business to attend to, at least not on her end, since all she really wanted was distraction. And distraction she could find. "Mmmh, well, you see," she began, casting a surreptitious glance side to side before asking, "You aren't busy attending to duties here in 'hell' are 'ya? Caaause, I seem to be lacking in amusement and a little adventure to cooler places might be fun for the slowly melting Emperor, too, no?" Hopefully he was free, because as it turned out, Iskra didn't have all that many other adventuring buddies available at the moment. And she really didn't want to spend more time in her own head for a few days if she could manage that. Not that Malleus needed to know about her internal struggles.