"It's fine. I wasn't having much luck with it, anyway." She gives Naeris a tired smile, and scoots to one side in the generous squashy chair. It's big enough for a man Gorudak's size to sit with a goodly amount of room left over; fitting two slender elves who don't worry much about personal space will be no problem. She pats the cushion beside her, just to ensure her invitation is extra clear.

Come sit with her, Naeris.