Despite the long silence the man watches Harrowheart with that same expression, statue-like until Harrowheart finds his words again.

"No, but I know that she was looking forward to talking to you." The accent is a little difficult to place. Eastern European, perhaps, to those acquainted with Earth's accents. "You have caused a stir amongst the mages. People chatter, you know." His eyes slide down to the crowd milling about below and he points a ringed finger down to them. "The Necromancer is particularly excited by your presence here. I heard he put off meeting a prince to be here... Probably a tall tale, but that's what is being said."