"Oh." Krem has heard of that before, though most of the time, the projects don't survive. A certain Champion of Kirkwall's mother happened upon the same fate with a crazy mage, she didn't live long after they found her. Just long enough to ask for release before it came at an abrupt and awful end. "She seems nice." He managed afterward, setting down on the sofa next to him without much else to say.

Since he had actually kissed him, he feels no need to be shy about leaning against him, shoulder to shoulder, closing his eyes and enjoying the cushion.

"So, be honest. How many times a day do you smoke on this couch?" Not that he was so offended by the overwhelming smell of pot, just it was a curiosity.