Opal just nods; he's still somewhat adjusting to this name, he can't imagine trying to handle anything else.

"The Admiral wished a message to be delivered to the Elder Seedseer," he says simply, sure enough that the contents would be divulged soon enough as everyone seemed pleased enough with the idea. Of course, in making his way over there he found a number of other small problems he helped deal with, but that wasn't why he was here. ...Though he supposes saying nothing more will make him an exceptionally poor conversation partner.

Even when he speaks again, though, it is very clear that he is not the kind of person who speaks for no reasons, even in small talk weighing his words with a careful, quiet thought. "I have not been to the Shroud before," he says, sparing a glance towards the crowd around them; curious that the different city-states have such different racial populations, despite being so close, "It is... different than I expected."