"It's true," he cheerfully agrees, "and-- I never thought I'd see myself making something for someone else, but there we were." And here they are.

He leads the way into the kitchen, where a few workers acknowledge his presence and return to their duties-- it seems he's something of a regular in here, even if there aren't many words exchanged.

"What's a dryad?" he asks, beginning to prepare the boiling pot.