Once Luke finished eating, he washed his hands before looking back at Grella.
"Can you tell me a little more about this middleman? Like, how was he as a person?"
Grella seemed surprised by his sudden interest, but she answered nonetheless.
"He was old and very composed. Even when delivering news about the whole situation, there wasn't so much as a shift in his tone. It was as if he were relaying the most mundane piece of information imaginable, rather than telling us that our people could potentially be annihilated."
Luke hummed thoughtfully.
He had already guessed that the man would be somewhat old and experienced. Dealing with people like that had always been difficult. They tended to view the world through a particular lens, one that made everyone except themselves seem foolish.
Regardless, there was little point dwelling on it now.
"I enjoyed the visit, but I need to be somewhere."
