Beriadan turned to Vanalya, a bit surprised. "I suppose no one knows what's going on. Grosh is sometimes... like that." His head turned slightly to the right as he let out a hint of a sigh. He caught a glimpse of Alexander setting his gaze on the corner, and he quickly turned back towards Vanalya. "So... You know Hajenor?" There was a slight hitch between Haje and nor, indicating the precise time he realized what he had just brought up.