He huffed a little, frustrated now himself. "This looks like that brother, but I don't feel him!"

The elf, for his part, didn't know what to make of this, and gestured as if giving up on dealing with him for now. "You're not even touching me!" He looked to Mal. "And what villain? What are either of you two talking about? The only thing wrong here is that it's been several centuries since there's last been a proper gathering of any sort!" He gestured to the castle's door, which was open behind him. "And now there is one!"