Curses. Three bloody years. [He shook his head at that, trying to fathom just how he would feel like after that period if time.] I've been 'ere for a day and it already feels like this little untimely trip has gone on for much longer than I'd like it to.

[He then lifted his brows inquisitively in the direction of his former captain, a genuinely curious look on his face, the ale completely set aside for that moment.] Yet ye don't want to go back... do ye?