He managed to avoid showing either his amusement, or further interest, though it was just as well that Blossom arrived when she did, as he suspected that his self control, while strained to the utter max, was about to get him either glomped or killed. He turned to Blossom, his eyes dancing with merriment. "Ah, my guide. I was just answering their questions, and they seemed most intrigued by my fluency in your tongue. Among other things. How long before nightfall, do you think?"