Madelyne leans back in her chair and looks toward Jason. There is a brief temptation to look inside of his head. For a moment, she wants to know what he's done and how he's done it and there is a even briefer flicker of a darker desire to rip it out of his head. The Goblyn Queen will ever be a part of her, the touch of demons lingers in memories that this body did not participate in.

Explaining her life is challenging.

"Thank you. Is there a service I may offer you in return? I fear most of them are not nearly so ... interesting."