Elijah wandered past the common area into the privacy of the host's room and made himself comfortable. He allowed a moment for his other self to study him, anticipating the thoughts that would be running through his mind.
"Chamomile, if you have it please," he replied cordially. Growing restless in his seat, he followed suit on his feet and embarked on a casual expedition of the room as the beverage he had requested was being prepared.
"I expect there is much you wish to know," he commented offhandedly, admiring the furnishings. "But what is once learnt, cannot be unlearnt. Are you truly prepared to know everything? Or would you rather play a game of twenty questions?"