Viatorus is quiet for a few moments, slipping his hands into his pockets and looking at his feet. Silence fills the space between them, interrupted only by the slow steps upon stone. When he does speak, his voice is soft, his words gentle, warm.

"She said... She said you were going through a rough time. She... She said that you were tricked into a bad job with a cruel boss. That you were free now... but that you would be hurting from it for a while."