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He sees the child's eyes glaze over--not everyone could be interested in history, he knows--but forges on, smiling when she gives him a nod. One of many children, he supposes. Then she shoots him two queries of her own, looking much more excited than she had before. Well, he supposed a search was more engaging than a history lesson. . .

"I have not," Llewellyn says, his voice a little rueful. "I have not seen him since I arrived. Do you want me to help you search for him?" he offers, ears shifting forward as he waits for her response. Pups were notoriously independent, especially at this age, but perhaps she would like some company. If not, he is content to be on his way.