Nydilind stares in awe at the Griffin at it flies in. When it discharges Anavren, she ignores him and watches the magnificent bird flap its wings and gain altitude. She watches it until it shrinks to a speck and then disappears from her sight, and then she realizes that Anavren is speaking. Whoever commands arrival on such a beast must have important news, indeed. She looks at Anavren, awaiting his news, while still alert to her surroundings.