Draiss listened, politely accepting the tea, sipping it through the story as he listened. He kept his emotions guarded as he listened, though the end was slightly perplexing, and he stared at the wall behind the elf, thinking aloud. "What game are you playing Svala? Whose side are you on?"<br/><br/>He shook his head after a moment, before standing and thanking the woman. "My thanks for the story. My friend will be most interested in it, I think."<br/><br/>He handed her back the cup, before standing up, and offering her a hand up. "If she ever does come back, would you let her know the Archdragon was looking for her, and wanted to talk?"