The Elves go about their business and their singing, but being Elves can also converse.
I'll put Kib in my house, I have the spare room and it's quiet.
The war must be going awfully - if the Enemy got Kib -
Don't let's get too excited about hearing from home, mind, we mustn't push him and we can't affect anything from here. We knew that when we came:
What do you all make of this visitor - did we get his name?
I'll ask one of his friends - apparently he's called Leareth -
Hendaurë, you're sharp.
Anyway, we have his oath, which means he either doesn't work for the Enemy or he's a human, but he could be a human who works for the Enemy. Did any of you get a look at whether he has a navel? The humans we know the Enemy has wouldn't.
No. But a human can't get up to all that much from my bedroom, can he? Even a servantmaker.
And if he's from another world like he says, odds are he wouldn't like the Enemy any more than we do.
I'll ask one of his friends if he has a navel.