Karl had no idea that his mother and his Dana were getting along so well, or even that they had met.
Instead, he was busy with a much more important matter, making sure that a horde of small Elven children made it home safely and that the people who came for them really were their parents.
The chances that someone was trying to steal one of the kids seemed pretty low in a village like this, where everyone knew everyone, but the risks were never zero, especially when there were likely to be people who had skills that allowed them to disguise their appearance.
The obvious advantages of that sort of skill for persuasion and trickery were obvious, and he didn't want to mess things up at the last minute by passing one of the kids off to the wrong person.
So, he waited and watched as the Elves set up a feast in the forest below the Mayor's office, and everyone from town began to gather to welcome the kids back.