"Eh." A shrug as he sat. "Here, it's uneventful. Back home is... back home. It's an ever-loving shit storm, only difference is I was able to walk away from it this time."
He picked up the beer in front of him and took a drink. "Beyond that, it's... difficult to answer without possibly dumping things on you. I'm not quite sure what the last thing you remember is, so I'm not quite sure what not to tell you."