Insofar as Loghain can ever manage to look confused about anything, he manages such an expression now, and decides to blame his resting jerk face for Klaus' reaction. He shakes his head once. "You didn't offend. I don't often meet strangers who are pleased to meet me in turn." There's clearly a story there, but Loghain doesn't offer it out uninvited; they'd be here all night, anyway.

He reaches for one of the nearby logs and steps closer to add it carefully to the fire. "I suppose you have some questions," he begins, glancing Klaus' way. "I don't know how many of them I can answer, but I will try."