[Lanfear listens to the story silently, her face expressionless. The notion of Thor being sent to die and poisoned food doesn't shake her in the slightest. She's done worse. Much, much worse. But that is not the issue, is it? No, Elissa Cousland is a potential pawn, and had been behind that...unfortunate incident she'd heard about over the network. It hadn't bothered her. Thor was an oaf. A nice oaf, but an oaf all the same.

So she responds in a placatingly kind voice.]

How dreadful, Lady Cousland. That...is most unfortunate. I'd be happy to provide some manner of Warding ter'angreal for you. In the interest of peace and prosperity, of course. We're all strangers here, and so we cannot afford to be divided.

[Inwardly, she cackles with glee.]

Would you be amenable to meeting me?