Draiss looked surprised after finally slipping away, and yet still running into someone. It took a moment, before he suddenly shook his head. "No, I am fine, just tired and needing to reflect. My mother is in the main room. The one I avenged upon fifteen thousand orcs, earning the title Orkenbane, who, it turns out, had absolutely nothing to do with her disappearance. So, yeah, a bit tired, a bit sad, and hurting, but I just need to reflect for a bit, at most an hour or so, and I should be fine. If you want, you can go and meet my mother in the common room. Everyone else is in there, and meeting a new race would be a novelty for her."<br/><br/>He was babbling and knew it, but he was mentally exhausted, and needed to get that damn room done. He was about to just sidestep into it, and to hell with the consequences, that usually riled up the room to no end, but he was a god and an adult. He could handle it.