"It certainly would, if such information were on the table to be shared," she says with a nod of her head, that wry smile lingering.

"Of course. I would never expect to gain something for nothing. We have our pride down here. What do your people need? We live a simple existence, but perhaps our mining operations could offer something of use to you? Many of the crystals you see in abundance in our tunnels can be refined and used to channel a Witch's magic, or obsidian can be carved into weapons for those who cannot touch iron. I admit, however, I do not know what in particular your people are lacking."