[ Freed of the hair pulling, but not the child. Lucci crawls back to sit up on Alistair's chest, fiddling with the laces of his shirt. Safe enough. ]

Well if all you need is someone of your own we might, perhaps, pick through your nearest associates. Velanna? She would be mean enough to you for you to enjoy it but not so much you would cry. Pel? Might get bored with you after a short while, mm. Beleth?

[ He pauses, snorts, and crackles a high laugh. ]

Ah- that would be foolishness, would it not? What of Sabine- I know you enjoy her being cruel to you.