By the standards of modern elves of Thedas, Solas is quite tall. He wears it proudly, stiff back, square shoulders, and clothing that emphasizes the graceful lines of chest, waist, and hips: there is elegance in him, the way he is now. But he offers no specific arrogance, nor deference, towards Belantar. He is merely presenting himself with strength; there is nothing frightening to him, about a Drow. It is only a novelty to meet one for the first time.

"I admit it freely: I have not," Faerun. A fascinating implication, in that name, and yet further in the truth that he has never heard of it, not even in dreams. There is such strangeness to this reality, "Though I have often been a traveler myself. Some would say I am known for it. If you have time, I would appreciate if you would tell me what you can of this place, it's magic, and it's people."