Matthias had to say that he was somewhat surprised by the sudden request of simply referring to lady Telthris by her first name. He had thought elves were proud of their family names and usually preferred them... maybe his information had been wrong for some reason. Maybe misguided, perhaps old... Nevertheless, if that was her wish, so it would be. Before he could tell her that he would be trying to remember that from now on though, she did tell him what she knew of the errand the King had for them. It was rather puzzling... but in a certain corner of his memory, small bells were rang. Old memories were brought to surface, as Matthias' limited knowledge of necromancy raised its head. This sure did sound like something that could be related... He had no solid ground for this, but given the speculations... could be. Could be. He'd share this concern once the time would be right.

"Intriguing, very much so. Elma... and forgive me if I slip back to surnames out of habit, you know the things they say about librarians, I can somewhat guess why we are chosen. I am a man of knowledge, and you seem to be one capable of handling yourself in the wilds which I have limited, if still useful, knowledge of. I won't die if left alone, but I won't progress too quickly either is what I mean to say. Just so you know your working partner on some level", Matthias kept on speaking as he placed the pages on their places with old routine. The smell emanating from the little pot bothered him as it always did. It was not the most pleasant of them all and it could take weeks to get it out of the office, but at least it wouldn't be his problem anymore. Still, he wondered why one never got used to it.

"Would you, and I assume I may just say you as we are on a first name basis even if it was rather quick, please tell me a little about your talents? I may share that I am indeed a 'Cryomancer' as they call me, frost is my thing. You would not believe the puns people make of it though, but I guess others have to deal with that too, no matter what kind of magic it is. I could give an example, but I'd rather not. They are mostly terrible", he went on, and finally shut his mouth. One one one was his kind of conversation, that was for sure, but this was on it's merry way to being a monologue if he did not let Elma have a word.