“Oh, thank you!” the old man says to Earmy as he accepts the food.
“The Morninglord sends me food every day, but this is most welcome, indeed. He also allows me to heal the wounded, but you do not seem to be wounded, or are you?”
“Poison, riddles, alas, I do not know of these things. A way out, yes, yes! I have been working on a way out. It took a long time, but it might just work, yes. If I only were young and strong like you, and not so old and weak...”