"He has a plan, something he has been trying to obtain. He has sent others to get it and they have failed. He hopes that we will be able to get it, when he figures out why the others cannot. He is frustrated from what I see and I hope we can please him. It has been too long since we could."
She looked at him and smiled, "Have you eaten? Other than those tarts," she asked. "The elves are making food constantly now, with us being home once more. They could make you something if you wished"