"Well, the first three years were planned," he chuckled and gave a shrug. He missed Earth less and missed his ship more. That was where his real home was, his family. Earth was just a planet, a little ball of rock in a big, big ocean, and if he was pressed he could honestly say he didn't have any deep, meaningful connection to it the way he did his ship.

He glanced around the bar, though of all the buildings in the area it was one of the ones in least need of repair at the moment. Townsfolk had their priorities. "Yeah, there is. Kirkwall's seen some of the worst of it, it seems. Which makes me wonder why the Inquisition came here, precisely, but I'll spend my time helping where I can personally."