( help the business surprises her into a slightly cynical laugh, but she says— )

After. After she was dead. She liked him a lot, but she— my lord had sent her to be my handmaiden. It looked like a punishment, a demotion. He thought he was doing something kind. We didn't even know how to talk to each other, but she sort of disapproved of how much time I spent with him. One thing, for her, you know, an elf to be friends with an elf.

I don't even remember if she ever said, directly, now. She thought he was, you know, presumptuous, I think.