Eltain pales at the mention of the Baba Yaga, suddenly even more worried for the goliath, though recalling that the Baba Yaga had seemed fascinated by him, he relaxes a little.

"That's unfortunate, but... Well, if anyone can make it through being around her, it's him." He smiles fondly, though the smile is almost immediately replaced by a look of wide-eyed shock at Zyrr's next words.

"You..." Eltain fumbles for words, sputtering awkwardly for several seconds before finally regaining control. "...Are you alright? I hope it wasn't too horrible. If you want to talk about it, I'm here. We can talk in private if you want." He takes the drow's hand gently and gives it a reassuring squeeze. "I've become sadly all too used to dealing with death the last year. So many lives lost..." He sighs. "I won't let it happen again, Zyrr. Not you, not any of you." He looks around at the others, grim determination on his face.

"Now, let's get ourselves to Sigil so we can all get caught up."