And, of course, whomever this is, they are far from delicate. It is rude, he supposes, to ask outright- but neither men nor wizard nor elf-- and certainly no dwarf. The idea does make him smile, for a moment-

"And you? You are indelicate?"

Certainly, he is something-

(The speed of the conversation is no great concern, if anything it is calming, not having to rush about.)

"The rest came from the Rift weeks ago. Why did you ... linger?"