[ He doesn't get the answer, so he's still (quite literally) left in the dark. The more they press each other, the less nice Gildor is going to be. Cordial, overly polite, passive-aggressive, but not so openly kind as he was when he tried to make pleasant acquaintances. This host won't open up, reveal his name, or answer a simple question about his pet - yet still expects him to reveal a very personal stance that could potentially endanger him and his brood, depending on the intent.
In the silence that follows, his mind settles into a well practiced calm. He is listening to something on the other end of his mind. Some well remembered music - he may as well entertain himself. He doesn't have anywhere he needs to be, and the races taking place far in the distance are boring. So Gildor remains patient, adjusting his staff in his hands and twisting the end in the dirt, resolved to hold his ground. ]
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[ He doesn't get the answer, so he's still (quite literally) left in the dark. The more they press each other, the less nice Gildor is going to be. Cordial, overly polite, passive-aggressive, but not so openly kind as he was when he tried to make pleasant acquaintances. This host won't open up, reveal his name, or answer a simple question about his pet - yet still expects him to reveal a very personal stance that could potentially endanger him and his brood, depending on the intent.
In the silence that follows, his mind settles into a well practiced calm. He is listening to something on the other end of his mind. Some well remembered music - he may as well entertain himself. He doesn't have anywhere he needs to be, and the races taking place far in the distance are boring. So Gildor remains patient, adjusting his staff in his hands and twisting the end in the dirt, resolved to hold his ground. ]