[He won't be staying at Diasbaile for long after this meeting. He knows that, so he plans on making the most of this visit. Thank you for not crushing him, Thrall-dad. He doesn't seem to mind the hands on his shoulders though and that's plenty of progress from when he first arrived in the Drabwurld.]

I could probably eat a little, yeah. Did you have something in mi--whoa. [Hi Snowsong, it's nice to meet you too. He stands very still then, allowing the wolf to sniff him out and judge him thoroughly. He knows better than to move before she's done but as soon as her head is in his hands he breaks into a small laugh as well. It's a nice change from the somber atmosphere that's been around lately, especially with everything that's happened to Diasbaile and his friends. And the audience. And his own life.]

She's so cool...[He's not at all bothered, just petting the wolf's head and scratching behind her ears.] How do you think they got here here?