Aerior smiled, and finished his meat before speaking. He asked, as if it was a joke,<br/>"You and the steward together?" He motioned his hands like they were together, and then started to eat again. He then questioned the steward, after he swallowed his meat,<br/>"Who are you in place of the one they call Strider?" He then smiled and chuckled to himself, thinking of what kind of smart answer he was going to get. He grabbed some green food, showing his polite manners to Arkala, whom he seemed to like a bit. He asked, another question, this time with green food in his mouth.<br/>"So, Arkala, what makes you come to this gathering? Or better yet, how long have you know Arathailon?" He then proceeded to walk around the table noting all the different races gathered. He walked to the Hobbit and asked,<br/>"Who might you be?" He then noticed the woman who was gathering everyone and asked,<br/>"Who are you, my lady?" He then noticed the Half-elf, waiting patiently and quietly somewhat. He walked a little over to her and asked,<br/>"So what brings a Half-Elf to a gathering?" He then noticed how secluded the area that they were sitting was.