[Morpheus is...less fond of games. He will play them, if he must, but he hasn't the graciousness for them that some of his siblings do.

Oh well. Needs must.

He follows, all grace and long strides, listening to the chatter with an appraising ear.]

I see. And I take it that this shop of cheeses is just as abandoned as everything else here?

Do you ever see anyone restocking the shelves?