[ When passing through places, at times, they come upon orphaned children or elves that the cities had been cruel to, with the same want for others like them, for someone to go to and give them safety and belonging. Yaha reminds him of those children. Of course, those children didn't consider carving off a piece of his face during the night for a keepsake, but you know, sort of similar :| ]

It's not a hardship when you suffer with friends. [ With the way the world is, the cruelty from where he is from and where Yaha is from, everyone carries trauma with them, and when one suffers, so do the other, but grief is always an easier burden to bare when you have others to share the weight - so too with suffering. He laughs that the sentiment of smiles and fanfare, shaking his head. ]

It would be the first time in a century. [ Usually 'Iorveth's coming to town' means 'move the fuck out of town', so, lol, geddit. Well, anyway, he's moving on, stepping farther into the house with a hand patting Yaha's back. ] Come. Tell me what I've missed. How have you kept yourself busy?