She sits, wrapping her shawl tightly around her. She doesn't look at him, which could be a sign that she's more upset than she's letting on.

"I lost a friend today. He was probably the first real scholar I made friends with. He considered me a peer and our ideas sort of...bloomed, when we talked about them with each other. He was engaging, and we were inspired by each other. But we only ever spoke on the crystal. He didn't know I'm an elf."