“Bonjour, Voyageur. Louez ma magnificence et ma pureté."

Focalors cackled into his hand and stared down at them. He shook his head and smiled almost teasingly. A visible blush was on his face from all the laughing he had done. Focalors wiped the tears from his eyes and spoke again.

“of course, if you even know what that means!”

His smug accent was authentic and strong. The Hydro Archon sat there with his legs crossed