[He climbs like a goat. Like all small things that wish to be tall.]

Oh you're that weird elf she knows. [Usually Yngvi is more concerned with just clattering around the fringes of Gwen's life in bear pelts but he keeps up to date. Should he need to escalate anything.] D'you really want to know? I'll tell you.

And I'm grieving by the way so that's rude. Also not your friend, mate.