"oh yeah, and I was a cabin boy for... years. We sailed around the seas of Thedas, battling... uh... Tevinter fleets, and sea monsters that looked like..." Conlan tried to think of something both wierd and ugly. A few notions came to mind, and he opened his mouth to say them. Then realized that describing such things to a pretty girl who'd come to his home to sleep with him was not the best option.
"... looked like something really bad. I tell this story to all of my romantic conquests, which... uh... since we met hav pretty much been... you. So there's that. Don't I lead such an intersting lif?"