Her throat tightened at the brush to her neck and she swallowed hard.

"Essentially omnipotent and not very empathetic ... why yes, it'd be utterly hilarious. Just as—" She broke off; a slow grin spread across her face and she let out a short laugh. "It's like the people from the End of Time—my End of Time—in their near-omnipotence. They kept menageries. Whenever a stray time-traveller got stuck there, they'd vie for the chance to keep them." She'd had to fend off a few curiosity-seekers more than once; usually they left off as soon as she said she was a friend of Lord Jagged's. Although some simply assumed she was a particularly wilful part of Jagged's own menagerie.

"A menagerie. A toybox. Pieces on a four-dimensional chessboard."