[ yeah lets not bring the kids out for iorveth to see, those might be a little freaky :| He chuckles at the happiness and the clapping. Yaha seems so childlike in so much that he does, and he finds it good that someone who's suffered so much can still smile. (Sob, Iorveth, you know so little). ] Thank you, thank you. It's good to feel welcome. Especially by those of your blood.

[ Because fuck what world Yaha comes from, Iorveth's decided their race is still the same. Elf is elf, and Yaha has no one left to call his blood anyways. ] M'lord. [ He snorts, noting the teasing tone and shaking his head. ] If the dh'oine royals heard you saying that in my world, they'd near shit themselves.

[ One, because since when to elves have lords, and two, since when did Iorveth get a kingdom and how big is his army. He frowns, turning to him. ] Have you been speaking with the others here? A good half of them are useless nitwits, but there are a few worth the time.