Adia is glad that she wore heels, otherwise their lean-in would be more obvious. "I have," she half-whispers, as if afraid that she'll accidentally summon the Archon. How could anyone not notice the imposing older man giving off disappointed headmaster vibes? She's been steering clear of him all night. "But I meant more the fact that they are really, really rich."

Her eyebrows shoot up at Anna's reveal of the Durant ancestry. "No, I --" She clears her throat, lowers her voice from conversational to whispery. "No, I didn't. That's wild. Is that their source of magic?" She can buy Isidor having dragon blood, but Viatorus seems distinctly non-dragon-y. Not unless the dragon was one of those cute little ones that is the trusted sidekick of some brave adventurer. It must be very far back in the bloodline.

For a moment, she wishes she had access to some Durant blood and a good DNA sequencing program , but she tries to push that thought from her mind as soon as it pops up. "I've never seen a dragon," she informs them. "Not even in the Nexus. What are they like on Azeroth? Are they big? Do they breathe fire?"