It was enough that Thorin said there was another elf. It gave him hope to find a friend, someone who could explain this madness to him since Thorin seemed less than pleased to find him. It was true enough that elves and dwarves had not called themselves friends for some time but he hadn't expected that kind of greeting.

"Who is the other?"

He had to ask that first. It was instinctive, almost, to want to reach out to another of his kind. There were other questions he needed to ask as well though.

"And who is it that brought me- us, I suppose is the better question- to this place?"