"Yes, well, see if you still don't mind insane babbling after an hour or so of talking to me," Alistair drawled. "Apparently I have a real gift for it."
He looked down at his mug, searching for words. "Was it hard for you, to switch from being a soldier to being a guard? Or did it feel like the same sort of work? Sorry, I know that's rather personal, but I'd really like to know if you don't mind talking about it."