After Mithnella had left Darval looked over at Lorn who seemed content to stand over by the fire place.  "Tell me my friend Lorn why is it that you Elves always seem to feel or sense something then always vanish quickly.  I swear as long as I have known the two of you I still cannot figure it out."  Darval pored himself some more whiskey from a near by bottle and actually only sipped it for a change instead of gulping it down as was his norm.