Lounging like a cat is a way to put it.

"He likes to sit on the trees of my domain," she says lightly as brings the cup to her lips and adds, right before taking another sip, a similar tone to Istredd's when he speaks of Lucifer. "Keeps the ravens company."

Setting the cup down on the arm of the chair, she places her hands over her knees, leaning back comfortably.

She falls under the impression that the Free Cities will not have much on the gods and high magic, seeming to have relinquished it all for weapons and science and power in the military—so far away from previous believes they may have held on gods or whatever. Still, she considers who could have library access.

Wanting to say Matt is tempting, but... he's quite busy working on helping the refugees. The last thing she wants is to encourage any connection between him and Lucifer anyway—he got so upset last time Wanda had brought him up.

"Most of the people from my world are in the Free Cities."

Excluding, of course, Natasha and herself.

"I could ask them about it, or about whether they have any suggestions on who to go to."