Aha! A weakness to exploit. The grin never left her lips as Lash pretended not to be that interested in her reaction, shrugging. Now that the ball was in her court, she was able to keep her emotions in control much more easily.

"Eh. I've done my own research." In Zetta's arms mostly. "If you want I can start naming them off one by one, but you kinda look like a King--" wait how many generations had it be again? She knew Zetta had mentioned him before. Second? Third? Forth? Better leave it vague. "--King Drake, tee hee hee!"