Lorena stood up and turned to me.
"I'm not satisfied. I'll go fetch some tools to continue the interrogation," she said and glanced at Elena. "Please look over her."
I gave her a nod and the woman left the room. Alyssa grabbed a folding chair from the back of the room and sat down facing Elena. The Elf used her shoulders to wipe her tears and snot, then calmed down after a while.
I need a timeline, I thought, chewing on my cheek as we waited for the Watcher to return. Of the last five thousand years at the very least. Nah, since Perculis showed up. That'd be seven thousand years... which means he spent three thousand years out in the wild doing who know what.
I sighed. Long lives made things incredibly complicated in my opinion. The woman in front of me was older than the ancient Greek civilization as far as I recalled.
