[He'd consider the veils a hindrance, but it wasn't like anyone ever responded the way they should to the exasperated face he's making right now. He wasn't angsting. He was working.]

There was a hunt, in a maze, and now he's dead. Heard all about it already.

[Newbie, she'd called him. Fresh meat. Stumbling around, getting lost. But that wasn't Richard. He didn't know something, he got on top of it, fast.]

So what are you gonna tell me, him being a Lord of the Rings extra means something to what we're stuck with now?

[Elves. It's ridiculous, and hilarious, but so were vampires and aliens. Not that that was going to stop Richard from judging.]