[He watches the other man as his mind wanders off, allowing his to travel as well, back to Thedas, Skyhold, across the tumultuous Waking Sea, across the varied Free Marches, to his home...Qarinus in the eastern Tevinter Imperium. He'd spent most of his life there, and such a different life it had been. Had he been given a chance to travel much...?]

No, not, that is, until recently. A ghost from the ancient past decided to return and try to destroy the world. I helped put a stop to it. [He smiles, slightly sardonic.] And I mean that quite literally. Before that...I was...a student, a rebellious heir, and a veritable thorn in the side of "what is." Sounds silly, thinking on it now...

[He looks over to Ryan.] It does have a certain charm, I suppose...in a half-ruined, slightly apocalyptic sort of way, but...I suppose that makes it unique. That, and, well, us...what sort of work did you do?