Will gave Tuck a small smile, then looked at Asterion and nodded. "I'll take any info you are able to share," he said, taking a longer drink of the beer. "How you lived, who you spoke to, that sort of thing? Did they keep you locked up?" If he could get a mental image that wasn't a jail cell in a basement, that would be a very helpful start.
Erato squeezed Asterion's hand right back. "Maybe a sip of water before you begin?" she suggested, so he would have a moment to collect his thoughts and moisten his mouth first.