"One can never be too cautious, especially me! I have tried to make the place more hospitable since moving in, ah, but there are many floors and rooms still unfinished... It is quite a vast complex, something of a 'dungeon', I have heard such places referred to as. I find that too harsh of a word, myself." Abysa lifts off the floor once more, floating quite low to the ground, enough that his long skirts nearly brush against the floor.

"So! I have called you here officially, for your advice. But if you are say, famished, dehydrated, in need of a latrine, or anything at all, I have all the accommodations one could possibly need. Should we proceed straight to the sitting room, or what would you prefer?" Abysa clasps his hands together and smiles, looking the part of an eager, if not a bit anxious, host.