Nuva nodded at her explanation of her tasking under the captain, and again at her brief job description. He was brought to a pause, however, at her own question about his curiosity. Not that he'd explicitly asked, but since she mentioned it, it struck him that he was now wondering about how she functioned... and, once again, how much she knew about him. She hadn't explicitly suggested knowing the truth, but when it came to finding out things that others weren't meant to know, his true heritage was one of those things, and her smile suggested she knew all too much about that.

He blinked himself back into cognizance by the time Haukford called for the gnomes to quiet down. By then, the room was getting a tad too full for his liking, even considering the reduced size of the gnomes, and he scrambled for words to answer his conversation partner: 'Uh. Uh. W-well. I mean, it is, you know, always a good idea, I think, to uhh, to keep track. Of-of what everybody in the team can do. To help coordinate them, of course. Yes.' The stuttered explanation was, he felt, full of holes, namely where he'd learned that gauging that sort of thing was a good idea to begin with, but if she knew already, he hardly needed to explain himself further. And, since one of the gnomes was now grabbing her attention, he hardly wanted to explain himself further anyway. And since she was in fact preoccupied now, he took the chance to sidle off into the vault proper, wondering if and when Morek would return so he could take his food, and with it his leave of the situation. Maybe he'd ask the dwarf how he was doing, just to give himself a reason not to head back out until the others had left.

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