Three hours. [ Not entirely accurate, but she hasn't exactly been checking her watch, and three hours sounds like plenty of time to cause an obscene amount of trouble. ] You promised me a skeleton army in the blink of an eye. How could you lie like that on your official application?

And you! [ Alec! ] What kind of terrible teammate are you? Holy shit. I told him to sick it on me, stupid, so you could use my fists and your intel. Now we just look uncoordinated.

[ Imp's tone is upbeat despite the critical words. To Palamedes, as she lowers her knife and takes on an air of great consideration and magnanimously allowed negotiation: ]

You get one question per skeleton. No upper limit. I answered that one on good faith, and on account of the first skeleton. I can answer many questions, like 'What's Regent's embarrassing middle name?' and 'What's his power's inconquerable weakness?'

Choose carefully.