"I've seen it. It can be awesome, but only if done well and ruthlessly. To stumble forward, half one thing, half another is ...hmm, repellent." With a flutter of colour over her skin, she makes a little moue of disgust. "I am bound by the rules of my kind and by my own nature. I cannot create art, or music, or poetry. I can seek it out. I can encourage it."

"Do you see why I have always admired that episode now?" Lan lives for art and beauty, but can only experience it as an outsider looking in. The closest to art that she can perform is to act as a muse.