"Why, I'm me, silly! I mean, who else would I be?" The Elf-thing said before Ismat even opened her mouth to speak. "I knew your name because you're my guests! It would be pretty strange of me to invite you to tea if I didn't even know your names!" She laughed.
"Of course you're not dead!" She laughed, before her voice took on a horrifying, angry tone. "Nothing ever dies here! No matter how much I beg or scream or cry or try, no matter how many times I die, It won't ever let me die. I was trying to help, you know. To save them. To save us. I thought it was a good idea. I mean, we had no choice. I had no choice! I didn't know. I didn't know. I was trying to fucking help!"
She stopped abruptly, and nudged Ismat with her foot. "It's very rude hiding down there. Very un-ladylike. Why don't you sit down and behave yourself?" She laughed before shrugging at Anass, not reacting at all to the fact a very large spider had just crawled out of Anass's ear, dove into his teacup, and exploded in a shower of tiny fireworks. "She's quite the odd one, eh?"