He smiles, but the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. "I can have it brought up here, if you wish. It's been a long time since I've had any visitors." His tone makes it sound as though it's been years since he last talked to someone outside his home. He raps his cane on the ground, and a short person comes walking out of one of the doors. They're wearing a long cloak, so no part of their skin is seen. They walk past him, and into another room.