[ The ceiling caving in might have been an upgrade, depending on how they managed it, but given the likelihood of a lot of nasty splashing, Klavier will take this alternative... for now. He laughs mirthlessly and shakes his head. ]

Ja? Well then congratulations, Herr Forehead. You've now bested me in two universes.

[ He feels a string of less conciliatory words building but he shuts his mouth before they can get out. This place, it can do things to your emotions just as your emotions can do things to it. He likes Apollo and this is not Apollo's fault.

Klavier sighs and scowls down at the liquid around his feet. ]

You're welcome. You needed it more than I did, I think. Consider it a conciliatory offering.

[ And naturally, it's not a monogram per se, but there is a silver threaded G in one corner. Naturally. ]