Krem hadn't necessarily meant the days between their last meeting--there had been a few days of her settling between her arrival and their first meeting after, and then a couple weeks where he'd been beside himself with worry because of Aggie and Dorian's disappearances.

But asking about him probably did call for sitting, even if he did the condensed version. He moved around and sat on the couch as well.

"Tailors child," he said first, softly, carefully. Never tailors son, because he never had been. "Joined the army when I was sixteen after things had gone all tits up--my father lost everything and had to sell himself into slavery to keep me and my mother out of it. I joined the army for a more prosperous path. Forged papers. Women can join the paper, but only under certain paths--not very reputable ones, and even less reputable for an unskilled sixteen year old like I was."