She would, gratefully, accept the drink, and, now that the storytelling was over, she'd begin prying in with questions - despite the length of complexity of the story, she kept a perfect mental record of what questions she wanted to ask, and began going through them. Most of her questions were focused on the companions and allies he acquired throughout the adventure, curious to learn more about the sort of people he'd chosen to surround himself with, or with details about some of the more fantastical things that had happened. Fortunately, she knew how to keep a topic moving, and didn't extend their discussion that much longer, nor did she dwell on the insignificant.<br/><br/>As the conversation finally wound down, she would drop a bit of a bombshell of a question on him. "So... would you like to speak with your father? I have a method of contacting him, though I will warn you, he may have lost interest entirely," she said. "He hasn't responded in decades, though I know he's received the messages."