[And there's a pause. While he does an uncharacteristic amount of thinking. It sounds familiar. And it's nice to know there's a reasonable explanation for the vague sense that he was once carried around semi-concious by a muscular dragoon because he'd been starting to worry about that. It'll still take a while for him to truly remember but he certainly has more reasons to believe than to doubt.]

Oh hey, that explains the whole. Everything. I guess. [Yup. Still no real reaction.

...because there are much more important things to worry about.] So hey, this makes us war buddies, right? Once this whole mess is over, there's this great pub in Lindblum that didn't get knocked down by anything yet...