"You're the Duke of Meropide, your grace," Lyney points out. "I'm just a magician." As to the rest of that statement... "No Visions or Archons? Are they-- do our Visions still work?" He calls fire into his hand and looks reassured. "Does no one have any powers at all, in other worlds?"

"Do you have another angle you'd prefer me to view you from, your grace?" He can and will climb onto something to be a shit about it. Anyway, being small is convenient for magic.