"I am—PANDORA'S ACTOR!" The Floor Guardian's voice rang out with a theatrical pitch. His hand was in the air with a single, inchworm-like finger extended and pointing to the ceiling. His other hand was on his hip and the fabric of his coat, which hung from his shoulders, swished with a flourish befitting a cape in the wind. "Ainz-sama sends his regards! However..." The strange being shifted his stance, bringing a hand up to pinch the brim of his hat. "...Wir müssen reden."