"I'm Letha - Letha Isidora Regis." From how quickly she speaks, it's almost as if she only asked so she can introduce herself. And boy, is she proud of her name, it is a mark of absolutely perfect breeding and total domination over every inch of the world she's seen before she came to Riverview. Everything about her seems to puff up like a bird displaying its feathers as she speaks.

"You don't seem boneless, you'd be floppy if you were. You seem more like a... Ivar the Angry Man In A Spiky Chair. But that doesn't sound very heroic, does it? Maybe just Ivar the Angry. Or Ivar the Mad, but you don't seem crazy at all." She seems to have sound a new tangent to wander off on.