His gaze darkens slightly at the words, but he does not react otherwise. "It will be long indeed before I should die of old age. A hundred years, a thousand years, would do nothing but make me older." He looks at the walls, eyes suddenly sharper than they had been, for just a moment. "And It shall find that I am not so compliant a guest as some that it has stolen.

"Though true nature eludes you, has anything been done to attempt to defeat it? Or even to learn more?"