"Well, my task is done," Ulfgar said. "Got things to take care of. Have a good day you two." With that the dwarf marched off, probably to find the baroness's squire, as he had been tasked to. As he walked towards the central keep, sharp elven ears - and perhaps the ears of a half-elf - could pick up a low grumbling from him, some muttering about songbirds migrating in the spring.