The elf scowled, moving to a darker part of the room where he was more comfortable. Anyone being able to scrutinize his features made him uncomfortable. Putting one foot against a wall, he folded his arms across his chest, glowering at the gnome and elder with no intention of answering the question. Hells, he wasn't even wearing his armor, though he still had a few knives secreted on his person. "I was in the middle of something; what was so urgent it couldn't wait until I'd at least packed?"