I knock on your door. hey… kid. sighs. look, I know we don’t get along well. Your parents got killed and now your being raised by elves that all hate you but me and my stepdads. But can you please. I don’t care how it is. If you talk. If you be rude to us. No matter what happens… my stepdads.. runaan and ethari are having this party. And I truly want you to be there. I want my friends and my parents friends to meet you. Despite you being a human ok. I rattle my fingers on your door. just come down stairs around sunset if you want ot be in the party. I’ll be downstairs somewhere when you’re ready. I then rattle your door again with my fingertips before walking downstairs as the floor creak under my weight.