In he walked, quiet and unassumingly small, with a shock of well-coiffed blood red hair. Tej stood quietly and waited while she finished coloring one fingernail before speaking. He spoke quietly, but well, and slowly enough where each word would be understood, even by Gaala.
"I have figurines of medieval warriors and a big figure of a dragon if you want to play dragon fights with me. It would give you something to do, Ms. Skwigelf."