Conlan's eyes refocused he blinked, looking at the dark haired girl. His mouth hung open for a second as he tried to come up with an answer.
"Uh... no, I... it just made me think about..." Conlan paused. In the past 24 hours he'd been really... off. The joining, the vomiting, the praying to the Maker, the things he really didn't want to think about. And here he was about to poor out a whole story about his past. About days he didn't even want to begin to consider. He took a breath and sat up straight.
"It made me think about my deep love of red leather. Red leather... and gold lettering. I mean man, wouldn't it be fantastic to have bright red armor that said "Grey Wardens" across the back in gold filigree?"