'Being an elf', he says, as if it should be obvious. Clearly he is familiar with or of a people that she isn't, but the universe has changed much over ten-thousand years and there is no way to possibly know every life-form within it.

Allura exhales sharply through her nose, knitting more tightly together.

"It was in the inner third quadrant of the Bequryl Galaxy."

Was being the operative word. But since they're playing twenty questions--

"What is an elf? And why do you call me one?"