The dryad slipped off the elk on the floor and continued on feet, asking the driver if she could stay with him for a while. He stared an invisible point in front of him and thought a few seconds… For him, the question didn’t have to be asked. Finally, he answered:

- As long as you want, yes you could.

But she played mentioning his no-attachment about herself one time she'll be gone. He answered, amused too, with a little malicious smile,

- You guessed my long friendship for my loneliness and its secret virtues, but if you know the magic effect of your race on others, particularly my own, so you know how much I will feel alone one time you'll be gone. This is what gives all the value of your presence. 

Beyond that, Asgorim was really deeply touched by each person he could meet, and this woman wasn't an exception to the rule. Just after he has answered her, he put his attention on the market like they came in. A market is a real beautiful place to see all that Nature gives to the people freely for centuries and centuries, the crossing of the Life generosities. A gorgeous place among all, so alive, so colored, so animated… As far he remembered, Asgorim loved the markets, with all their produces, flavors, and varieties. He always felt gratitude after staying a few minutes in a market. He slipped off on floor from his elk and continued the visit on feet, holding his mount by the bridle. He walked around in the market during Elowen spoke to the herbalist, keeping an eye on her from far. He bought a few spices for himself, and come back slowly to the dryad.

- All these wonders made me hungry, aren't you hungry too ? What does eat a Dryad ? …If she only eat ?