"I do not doubt that Aorlind will welcome further relations with Camwood, should a slot open up in their future." He looks around the gardens with a faint smile on his lips. It's hard to tell if it's fond, or bitter. Maybe both, and it's gone just as quickly. Aorlind, he knows, welcomes closer ties with all nations before it consumes them.

"Indeed, so I am! I suppose you could say I am equally gifted, in that case. Thankfully, I am also very skilled at turning the conversation around. Besides turning into a bear and haunting the library, what activities do you prefer to take up in your free time?" He's grinning now, as bright and easy as anything because he knows the questionis terrible and banal and has nothing to do with how painful transforming into an animal might be.