They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
The magic, probably, but if you had other things you needed to do today that's fine.
I found the Dwarves today. Findekáno's all excited, they're talking to them right now.
She sends some memories - what they look like, how they move, what their language sounds like. They're very excited about the magic... they, uh, want to trade for it.
That's what they're working out. They had a list, but I don't remember all of it, it was long - she repeats the bits she does remember.
I don't dislike them? But this kind of... thing, is just not done, among kobolds. The trading.
Yes, you've said. Many times. Not doing something and believing no one should do it and writing off an entire species because the first members you met do it are all very different things. If one of my people reacted that way to another species just because they did something differently - not in a way that hurt people, just differently - I would be very deeply disappointed in them.
...sure. She floats up out of her chair and heads for the door. I should go eat.
See you. He writes an announcement that they've made contact with Dwarves! Everyone is very excited to be meeting a new species! There is delighted singing in the streets.
Good for them.
Rána holes up in her room for a couple hours. Are they still singing when she pokes her head out again?
How nice.
She gets back to work. At least when she's casting she doesn't have to listen.
That evening the Feanorians and Nolofinweans talk for about six hours about Dwarves.