"Wo ist sie denn?" Rolf patiently asked, while the dwarfs muttered to each other in their low-pitched dialect.
"The queen seems to be away on business, dunno how she got out of here." he mouthed to Luna, who merely nodded. "You all right?"
"I'm not sure," she admitted. "Daddy used to say we always have hope, but we only appreciate light after darkness."
"You're looking forward to being above ground again? Me too."
"I don't mind the darkness here," she said. "I'm just worried that I'll never get used to the smell."