It does wonders just the same to see Beth laugh in turn. To share it. She has been miserable - worse than that, though she'd never say it, still grieving something of herself that the Cetagandan's had dragged out for their own purposes.

It feels good to do something else but think about it and wait for her death.

"Scary?" Her eyebrows go up mockingly, then waves it away, well she supposes she might be. The rest of it is easy. "No, not at all. Though I grew up in passing with her Grandson, when we grew older, we fought together in... well, in many battles." She swallows, he was... a good man. Prone to his own foolishness, but weren't they all? He fought to his last, like his Grandmother before him, with as much nobility as she was said to have possessed. "In the language of my home, 'Bai' is added as... perhaps as you would think of saying 'Ma'am', it is added to a woman's name if she is respected or an authority of some manner. An... acquaintance of mine, he often calls me 'Lady Lakshmi', which is near enough to meaning as well."

Easiest way to put it, really.