*glances at his watch, puzzled, because it's early in the evening yet and...oh, but you can't mean he was out all night?*
*flatly* You must be mistaken. I just spoke to Elemmakil and she... (said he's been dumping his work on the Flower staff) *starts again* He (loves me)(wouldn't stay away) doesn't go out like that anymore. He's an alcoholic. What would he... *shakes his head* You must be mistaken.