"No elves," Nida confirms. Does he eye Zevran briefly, yes, but only briefly. "I'd say there was only humans, but that wouldn't be true. Just mostly humans. I've come to understand that my world lacked a lot. Not magic, unfortunately."

Less Sorceresses would be good. But magic had made him feel strong, and he had liked that. Now he leaned back in his chair again, shifting his blanket to better cover his legs. Stupid wrinkles. They were pinching against his leg now. Of course the shifting could be interpreted (inaccurately) as something else entirely.

"So dallying with an elf in inappropriate?"