[Her position. Misty's brow furrows, lips pursed as she listens, on the precipice of a question that he answers before she can ask.]
Cordelia is the Supreme? [At the very least she appreciates not needing to politely veil her surprise, easily taken for something more dismissive than she would intend.] That's-
no subject
Cordelia is the Supreme? [At the very least she appreciates not needing to politely veil her surprise, easily taken for something more dismissive than she would intend.] That's-
What did she do? Your mother?