"I'm sorry." Being apart from family that way was difficult. He could understand looking for something that would connect them to this place. Even in small ways, he had done it himself. "I had joined the guard, wanting something familiar as well. Wyver has something similar, but I don't want to be a part of that anymore."

Which was more than he usually said to strangers, but it was safe to say such things now. He didn't know her, only that she was offering him kindness.

"It's a fair compromise, your skills are honed and you're treated with respect, as a warrior. The fighting, it isn't to the death?" He asked, glancing over at her.