It is true that she does not seem particularly overwhelmed, as a mortal of Arda might be to find herself in conversation with a Maia. Yet the nature of this place and what she has said about her life makes her nonchalance less surprising than it might be otherwise.

However strongly Mairon feels about his master, he says no more about him, instead nodding at her words.

"It is strange, yes, but enjoyable as you say. There is a sense of excitement in knowing that there are so many other possibilities." The order he knows is not all that there is. Someone else might create a universe.

He raises a hand to direct her attention to a gate between two buildings. "The yard is through here. We are almost upon it."