"Hear you been looking for me," the troll said in the same tone he might have used with a friend he’d last seen yesterday instead of five years ago. Serrin swiveled round on She creaky bar stool and looked up at his old friend. It was a moment of great wonderment as the elf sensed almost viscerally that Tom was changed, utterly and irrevocably. A kind of transformation Serrin had never experienced and reckoned he never would, though he had the power to recognize it. He picked up his glass and ordered a beer for the troll.