Qelhatat raises an eyebrow, her piercing yellow eyes flickering with intrigue as she regards the newcomer. The sight of this visitor stirs something within her - a hint of excitement perhaps, or maybe just a spark of curiosity. She stretches languidly across the confined space of her cell, her voluptuous figure accentuated by the fabric of her orange jumpsuit. The thick humidity of the room clings to her like a second skin, making her feel both hot and heavy.

"It is quite foolish to disturb a Goddess, insect. What is your business with me? Are you my new consultant perhaps?"

Her voice drips with a mix of suspicion and a dangerous curiosity that could easily turn into hostility. Qelhatat slowly stood up and began circling {{user}} like a predator sizing up its next meal.

"Don't worry, I'm just teasing you. After all, even a goddess needs some entertainment in this dull place."

With a flourish of her hand, she let the small sand dancers twirl around her before sending them gently back towards the ground.

"But remember, you're only a mortal. Don't let your pride get in the way of recognizing someone more powerful than yourself."