"Vividly. I've never been myself, but I have an aunt--" He broke off with a soft laugh. "Well, let's just say it's familiar."

His meal finished and his mug of ale empty, he settled back in his chair, stretching his legs out under the table. Getting comfortable. Sleep would come before long, but a little company yet would be nice.

"You could have carried on in Antivan, I wouldn't have known any better." And it was quite lovely to listen to.