Welcome to Gaia! ::

"I see," Elberon smiled. "So small. How old are you, Vergil? Have you been here long?"

Vergil shook his head. "I just got here. I'm a year and a half. I used to live with my brother but he disappeared, and then I was looking for some family and a giant elf named Lore took me here to Cindy, so now Cindy's my mother!" He beamed.

Elberon chuckled. "That's a lovely story, though I'm sorry to hear about your brother. Was he as little as you are? Do you have any idea what might have happened to him?"

Vergil stared at Elberon silently for a moment. He blinked once, twice, and then a third time, and then he said flatly, "You ask a lot of questions, don't you?"

Vergil blinked at Cindy. "Politely?" he asked, tilting his head in confusion.

Elberon held up one hand. "Don't worry about it," he assured Cindy, "it's quite all right. I'm used to it." Really, he had been told off so many times that he just took it in stride - and compared to some people, this was quite mild.

"Blunt?" Vergil asked again. "Isn't it good to say what you're thinking? It's honest, right?"

Elberon chuckled. "Honest, indeed. But really, Cindy, I'm no different. You know that. For Valar's sake, you live with Shael, and no one knows that more than she does."

"Setting an example?" Elberon laughed and held up his hand. "I'm an expert at setting examples - if you're meaning examples of what not to do." He grinned down at Vergil. "Sometimes honesty isn't the best policy," he winked. "Upsets some people. Makes them think of what they don't want to think about."

Vergil nodded wisely. "I get it. Careful what you say."

"Lovely!" Elberon beamed. "What have you seen so far?"

Vergil thought about it a moment. "We saw Haradhel and she promised to get some utensils for me," he murmured, "and we saw Jasmine and Halmir, but they were fighting, and we saw Amdir and a horse ... and now we see you and a horse!"

He grinned, proud that he had remembered all of that.

Elberon grinned right back at the boy. "Excellent. And you must meet Aragost, he's the one that everyone goes to when they have something troubling them. He's sort of the unofficial leader of the workers, other than Lord Elrohir."

Elberon shrugged sheepishly. "Afraid I can't tell you that," he admitted, "he's one person I don't dare ask too many questions to or about. Though on a day like this, there's a good chance he'll be indoors. He likes warmer weather, and it's still early spring now."

Though if he were indoors, he would be sitting by his window and soaking up the sunshine.

Vergil looked up at Cindy. "Who's Aragost?" he asked quietly.

Elberon chuckled. "I have to get back to work," he grinned, "I'll leave you two to it then." He bowed his head to the two of them. "Until later."

"Feel safe?" Vergil repeated. "Isn't it safe here?"

He was confused. Cindy had made it sound very safe, but if it was just a feeling then was it really safe?