Oh yes. That must be why I spend so much of my day hard at work in Riftwatatch's name, laboring along in the Research division workshops and at the Seneschal's side or in the project offices, and being forever so agreeable to whatever work I am given despite being fully entitled to have never lifted a finger for this place. You have caught me, Ambassador.

[It's difficult to parse over crystal, but is there perhaps some venomous note steeling into the edge of all her false brightness and good cheer?]

Oh, or perhaps I am a spy. And have all this time been playing as silly and claiming to be from another place when really I have merely been an agent of the Imperium best by a rift anchor. After all, I have been here for so long. Is that not odd for a Rifter? Surely it is unlikely.