Dalethria Mal Pannis...

All he knew about her was the basics: who her husband was, and who two of her Apprentices were. In point of fact, he'd fought Yurza Magus just recently, and had been - on the whole - impressed with Dalethria's work.

He could have commented on this, and maybe earned some brownie points. For the moment, though, he was content to sit in a corner of the yacht, playing with some tendrils of infinite-black stuff that gave off distinct senses of negative emotion and of a certain danger.