Penric has not seen the like of someone like this woman. The horns, and the wings, though his trained eye quickly notes that it is damaged (broken?). Des gives him a mental poke (and the energies inside slightly change).

"Ah, apologies. Yes. We're shedding chaos right now. Normally we have it better under control, but it's like it was when Des and I first bonded. Worse." The last word was in the same male voice, from the same male throat, but the accent shifted as if someone else was deciding how to use the body.

"I'm a sorcerer, you see. Do you have those here?" Penric is used to giving the 'what is a sorcerer' lecture, but that's usually because people have misconceptions. Here it is like they don't even have the basic definitions.