[If only Estinien knew the grief of loss Emet-Selch had felt when he lost his son, the grief he still feels so keenly. Varis' untimely demise being but one more reminder of his mistake, and perhaps the twist he feels is because of that, than any measure of grief for Varis. Who knows, these things are complicated.

Casual and calm, he shrugs.]

Close to the lot, are you? I do suppose your brusque manner fits well with a few of them, what a pity you couldn't join them on their heroic journey across the First.

[But, if he had, then he might not have been able to learn the details he's learned, so he supposes everything has its purpose. Maybe even being brought here had some purpose other than being infuriatingly inconvenient. He supposes he shouldn't be quick to jump to conclusions.]

Right then, if we've naught else to discuss...