Lancelot does not need to elaborate for Faolan to understand that 'after what happened' means that they must have spoken after he'd died. He accepts the drink from Lancelot with a quiet word of thanks, sitting up once again, grateful for it and to have something to do with his hands again. He takes a solid swallow or two before he puts it down on his knee and takes in a deep breath.

"I am not comfortable deliberately keeping secrets from you," Faolan says. "Not when you know most of the truth anyway. Not when you would know that I am keeping it from you on purpose. You've witnessed some of the worst of my past in person. This is nothing, by comparison." Still, he finds it difficult to get the words out, and instead toys with his drink in his hand for a long moment before he continues.

"There was a time," he says, slowly, as if it is difficult for him to get the words out, for in part it is, "when I plied a different trade. In another lifetime, it seems now. You would not recognize me today, perhaps, if you had known the man I was then."