Hulwen dries himself with a more focused version of the fey-blessing he used before, the water steaming off him before he gets back into his outfit, joining Fion at the chairs. "Perhaps a little tricksey. But then again, would you expect different from me? You said no weapons, no gear, and I abided by your rules." he says, a smile playing across his lips. "But to business. I need to speak to my old mentor. As a Baba, she is very very old and has a memory as long as the stars. And my mission has a lot to do with age and memory, I need to know where certain things started, how they began." he gives a soft laugh and looks upwards at the sky. "Our Queen gave me a doozy of a first task, I can tell you that, friend."