"Cedric, ma'am," He doesn't have a hat to hold (doesn't have the ears to claim), otherwise the picture of a polite young man ready to kiss some ass. "Fixed Galen's roof the other week. Riftwatch sent me,"

That's a word for it. They should've sent a mage, probably; an elf, definitely. But the ranks are thin, and half the mages come spitting Tevene, and Farrier's busy, and the Alienage knows him -

And he was on shift. So it's him. Absent of armor or blade, because his brains don't run thin as his blood.

"Heard you were good enough to take in one of ours."