[Orym is focused less on the timeline and more on what is apparently being asked of them.

And the fact that apparently some goddess he'd never heard of before they wound up coming here somehow has his number enough to know that he has been pining intensely -- and not all that subtly if the looks Fearne has given him are any indication -- for a while now.

They're supposed to... gods, they're expected to fuck on an altar like some pagan ritual sacrifice. Are they going to be watched? Are there other people here watching? What is Dorian thinking? ...does this mean that Dorian feels the same? Orym has certainly hoped he has, but hasn't been near brave enough to bring up the issue and now this.]

He's right. We have places we need to--

[The elf holds up a hand.]

'Yes, your friends told us. We've provided them with what they needed from this place, and they have continued on. They will return in several days. Hopefully you'll be ready to leave by then. Though you may want to get started, if that's the case.'