[ if thranduil likes the tea, he's certainly welcome to it-- solas makes no attempts to take the cup back, instead humming out a small noise of agreement at the comment. ] Few of us are, I suppose. [ it's not as if solas has ever bothered to hold his tongue before when it comes to his opinions about.. well, literally anything. he's probably not likely to start. (doubtless, his apparent fearlessness can be somewhat shocking for some.) ] .. Dorian and I have had.. interesting discussions. [ that's sufficiently polite, surely.

he'd distracted by the map once more, though, leaning forward in his chair to peer over the area in interest. ] Wembly? He's meticulous, you needn't be concerned about that much, at least. [ he flips a few more pages into the book, finding a more detailed map of the area thranduil had indicated and frowning thoughtfully. ] .. It's why I'm somewhat surprised that he didn't make note of it. [ he glances back up, then, curious. ] You saw no indications that it might have been used by anyone more sinister than a common traveler, I take it?