Strange loves talking. He perks up a little, giving Rita a nod as he turns to look more towards the throne room.

"Any idea of who we should chat up first? Most of the fae I've talked to have just given me surface-level gossip—well, the ones who didn't give me outright disdain gave me surface-level gossip." Strange cheerfully says outright disdain, as if that's just something that happens, not something he should worry about.