Oh god. Lee's listening, to be sure, but something in her eyes slowly starts to shut off as the list - or rambling recounting, really - continues marching on. She's going to just speak right over the continuing (gripping, surely) tale. "Right, so did you need help finding them? They were up uphill from here?

"As in a few paces away or a few miles? And are there names and hair colors I should be on the lookout for?" Let's just guide this girl gently back to what would actually be helpful. Lee hardly needs to know details about love life and their personalities (although yes, bards, does she ever understand their penchant for running off) to find them.