He shakes his head. "Sorry, can't wrap my mind around designing plans that span hundreds of years. And not much I can really do about that, it's part of the job, like the dresses your kind usually wear, or the fact barkeeps are always washing out glasses," he replies with a grin.<br/><br/>The next few hours pass peacefully, as, over time, all three elven women, as well as Vorela and Aviendha, make their way over to him to chat, occasionally, his two harem members making sure to maintain their 'ordinary mortal' disguises, even around him.