[ piter takes languid, drawn-out step forward, his grin having devolved into a thin smirk. ]
You flatter yourself, child. I am uninterested in such things, but I suppose I could introduce you to my dear Baron if you wanted to truly explore the meaning of that word you so casually throw about. [ and abruptly, he is scowling. ] I don't recognize this city; I don't recognize this planet. Where are we?