Despite his fatigue, he managed a incline of his head and a smile. For kin, he would gather himself as best as he was able. What he had learned of the state of the Quendi in the short time here was alarming.

"Only recently, my lady." He turned away from the wall, and tucked his hands into opposite sleeves, the yards upon yard of his robe allowing easy storage and a multitude of hidden pockets. The long train of the robe was pinned up, and so the hem only whispered against the ground as he stepped closer. "I am afraid I am only recently arrived, and have not had a chance to learn the tongue of my kin in this world."