[ There's a strange smile on Illyana's face. Something about it just does not look right and it certainly doesn't match her tone or the words she actually says. ]

Fog is never a good omen. [ There's a clear hint of a Russian accent in her voice and her tone sounds almost vaguely amused. As if she might think bad omens could be a good thing. She leans back in the chair she's sitting in and flips her hair back behind her shoulders. ] In Limbo mist was used to hide things or to herald the Elders. Luckily for you all this place is not Limbo. [ At least she thinks it's lucky. She thinks this place is quite a lot better than Limbo ever was. Not that it's hard to be better. ]

Should we make bets on what the fog will bring us? We could all wager something and make a guess. [ Should she treat everything like a game? Probably not. But she's going to. ]