[It takes a lot to knock Evelyn for a loop, but she still spends a good second looking at Egg in bafflement at that answer.]

Elvish.

[She gives the tiniest shake of her head. Elvish, of all things. The last person she knew who spoke any elvish was a member of her high school chess club, and it had seemed a little on the nose, honestly. She didn't even know Egg was into Lord of the Rings. Not important, though.]

Alright. I'm not seeing any signs of a concussion, but I'm concerned that you don't remember getting here. We weren't drinking enough to explain that. What's the last thing you remember?