You're welcome.

( The pleasantry rolls off Franziska's tongue easily enough, but it carries a certain insincerity which she is more than happy to expand upon. )

I didn't do it for you, by the way. I simply did what I must.

( And because she can't help but ask... )

So, where do you go when you're not actively being channeled? Are you watching over the land of the living from above? ( A beat. ) Or below?

( Standing at the entrance to the mine, Franziska finally turns to Mia, a smile on her face. )

Shall we?