[He laughs, like it's an obvious thing and she must be playing a game.]

You must be made to appear a mother fuckin troll, of course! Sister Katherine, it we are to see my ancestor, you must first pass many a troll on the way there! If you are presumed an alien before we reach him, they will take you in and presume you in need of care. We shall never reach the Grand Highblood in such an instance.

[And, truth be told.]

I cannot wait! I shall craft thee the greatest of guises!