"We've...that is to say, I've dealt with her before. If this is just a memory or whathaveyou, trust me, it's best if it's locked deep away, without anyone poking it," he said, shaking his head.
"I'm sorry, Sam, but I've seen what Mel can do. And, to be blunt, you at...the Morrigan in full bloom struggled with her. I don't want to take any chances there."
"You don't know the half of it, Sam. You really, really don't. Thank whichever gods you believe in that our Melpenome is just a selfish prat, and nothing more."