A silence settled between the two as Celeborn searched for the origin of that reply. Uncertain what to make of that answer, the Elvenlord held his tongue once he spotted the white-haired man nearby. Not too many humans in the the prime of their youth possessed white hair and crimson eyes. The young man's appearance was somewhat alarming but not enough to cause emotions to stir upon Celeborn's stoic features. Instead, the elf simply stared at Duke with an impassive gaze.

"Oh?" he eyes the young man with hint of curiosity. "Do you know much about this castle?" In hopes of finding someone who could explain why he's been summoned here, Celeborn decides to indulge himself in some much needed dialogue about this strange realm. Whether or not Duke's words will be helpful has yet to be known.