[Look, I was dealing with some stuff, and I wasn't expecting them so soon... damn straight.

Yeah, a staring contest isn't quite what he's after, not when he rather his eyes be closed than open. However, with Estinien's surrender—because that's what he's taking this as—he follows along behind him. Though, he probably should pick up the pace, considering his languid and relaxed gait.]

I always do.

[He didn't sign up for this. He didn't survive the sundering just to be forced into being mortal for real!]

Anyroad, where are we headed, dragoon? Or are we to explore these virgin territories without a plotted course?

[They're hardly virgin territories, though to them they are in a sense. Maybe he's just getting into a little bit of a role to keep himself entertained. Look, he's got to make up for Estinien's lack of sociability.]