"Where's that, Alfheim?" Look, it's where most of the elves are from, at least the Light Elves. This guy...doesn't strike her as a Dark Elf. Too peppy and high-spirited for that. Of course, he could be from elsewhere, too. Or nowhere.

Honestly, if he doesn't want to say, she can hardly blame him.

"At least they're giving us the means to scrounge up a way to live here." Her eyes lift to the structure over their heads. "You figure these were from them, too? Or people who got brought here before us?"

Just idle wonderings, as she stuffs another mouthful of food in.