Dax and the others made their way once again through the elven city, back to the restaurant that they had eaten at the night before. At the entrance they found the person they were searching for. The governor was there crouched down talking with an elf child.
"Governor." Leo said. "Is something the matter?"
"No." The governor replied. "Everything is fine, I am just talking with this fine young man here. It simply amazes me how much our two peoples are so alike yet so different. You can run along now young man, I think my friends need to speak with me."
The child smiled and ran off into the heart of the city.
"Would you care, to guess how old that child was, my dear Leo?" The governor asked.
"I would say around ten or so." Leo replied.
