Desco grins, revealing that...pretty much all of her teeth are actually serrated, shark-like fangs. Several of her tentacles start writhing against each other, and the movement of her tail slows down to a lazy swish.

"Desco approves of your good manners."

All over her body, the slit pupils of her golden eyes contract, while the concentric rings that make up the pupils of her red eyes widen as she rakes her gaze over the portions of you visible through the video feed. The spines on the edges of her dress stiffen slightly, causing her to slowly run her hands down her sides, smoothing them back into position.

"Desco would like to know your...name."

...um.