The golem falls quiet as Alistair prattles on, watching the man thoughtfully. They're not quite certain where he's going with this, but it's...strange to think about. Almost uncomfortable. They knew they would stand around far longer than any of the others, after all. It was quite different to hear someone asking them to remember their lives.

They do not know of the Calling in Alistair's head. They don't want to.

"The Painted Elf is a pervert, the Sister is gullible, the Swamp Witch is rude, and it is very annoying. That will not change." Not in a thousand years.