Will thoughtfully traces a pattern on his arm as he answers.

"There was no need for any more, I suppose. The Old Ones always knew that one day the need for us for come to an end. The world belongs to humans, now. As it should."

His gaze turns distant again.

"And all the Old Ones have sailed away. To rest in the land behind the North Wind. Only I remain. And that, too, is as it should be."