"I am sorry to hear it," she says, sounding at least partially sincere. "But how can you just leave your daughters here, without so much as a word, for decades? It is not as if we are immortal, not as if you will ever see their childhood again!" She snarls and bares her fangs, and it's clear that this is an old wound for her, ripped open fresh, by his sudden reappearance.<br/><br/>In an attempt at diplomacy, though, one of their daughters interrupts. "What<em>did</em>bring you here, then?" she asks.