[Caleb looks wiped. He has two cats sitting on him, barely able to move, and he's mostly been staring straight ahead for a bit.]

[... Slowly, he pulls his mind back together.]

You can ask me any personal questions once we get out of this. Right now... we need a plan. How are we going to handle this? What's our play here? I don't have another magical religious artifact I can pull out in front of this Empress.