Some real amusement kindles in Ellis' expression; he is half-way through mouthing back the words a monkey as if that will square the concept of Fitz with such a creature more firmly in his mind as the question is put to him.

Fitz's accent sounds like he should hail from Ferelden. Ellis had forgotten how he could lapse into that familiarity, or what it felt like to be jarred by the knowledge that Fitz hailed from somewhere else entirely.

"Elfroot," comes after a moment's pause, amusement tapering off and away. "I had it and the rolling papers off Richard Dickerson, after he'd gone."

Maybe it should have been Loxley's, by due rights. But it's late for that now.