Anastasia grinned as Samsul laughed and hung his head, giving in to allowing Lost Elf traditions at their ceremony, "Wonderful," She said as she replaced her head on his arm. She pursed her lips when he said that she was free to ask any of the Lost Elves if she wanted to know more about their race, "I only really know Amul and... he doesn't seem to be too talkative. I've never really gotten more than a few words out of him.... And I would feel bad asking anyone I didn't know... Luckily, I'm sure you will always be available for me to ask... Even if it is in the middle of the night," she teased.

She looked at the him as he spoke of the boy who was new to the kitchens. She perked up a little, she felt bad about not knowing many of the kitchen staff... However, there were so many, it would be awfully difficult to remember each and everyone of their names. She assumed though, that this boy peaked Samsul's interest for some reason, "Really? Well, then I must meet him."