Aranhil looked confused. "I would hope that it would die." He answered bluntly. "Excitement means unpredictability, and I would rather know what to expect. I don't like not knowing what will happen next." He told her honestly. He didn't understand why she seemed to think it was bad for excitement to die. "I would much rather be able to plan when we have children, and what we intend to do for the day. It makes it much easier to deal with situations, and to handle unexpected intrusions."

"Speaking of which, my brother mentioned that Emera has gotten it into her mind to go adventuring. I have forbidden them from leaving the country, but I'm worried my letter will arrive too late. He did not mention which land they intended to travel to, just that she was determined to go make allies. Where would you think Emera would be most likely to go? I figured she would attempt to meet with the humans. The elves have a strained relation with the humans, and we dragons have a bitter one. But they are the least dangerous of our enemies. Although, it might be more likely she would go to the faeries. I know that you elves have a long standing peace with them. Personally, I think they make a nice snack."

Aranhil is disappointed that his wife could not join him. He's written a letter to River asking him to throw Sylvia and the segway off the cliff.