"Enough to know it when you see it, at the very least. Well, well, well."

Flemeth's smile is slow, and by the end of it very sharp, indeed.

"What a pleasant turn of events. A Hero whose sense of self remains resolutely un-puffed up with importance."

Abruptly that smile vanishes as if it had never been.

"See that it stays that way. You'll have need of such a grasp on reality in the times to come."