"Talking about myself is so incredibly difficult," Rhysand said with a smirk as he found his usual, comfortable arm chair. He took it up entirely like a king on his throne who had sat there for many a year and had found just the right form to take. He leaned back, legs stretched out with one crossed ankle over knee, arms loosely resting where ever felt best at the moment. The Lord then gave pause, looking to Katherine to see if there was anything she wanted to say, or add, before he gave his brief personal overview.