[She is one. That might explain some of how Astarion was acting. He has family there - perhaps even direct family, family who may very well still be alive, who might remember him after two centuries. Does he have siblings? Parents? Gods, what if—

Gale cuts that line of thinking off, realizing that he's taking so long to digest all this new information that he's not yet answered her question.]

Er, yes, half-elven. They do forget how brief our lives are by comparison. [Please excuse that nervous chuckle, Lena.] I will have to tell our friend that we met one of his kin today. I'm not sure if the Ancunín clan is as widespread as the Dekarios one, but he's not heard from his family in some time, so I'm sure he'll be...

[Another beat as he tries to conjure a word out of the air; he gives a little celebratory pump of his arm.]

Thrilled.