She smiles fondly at him and tweaks a lock of his hair with a gentle tug. "Details, Eskel. How am I to pretend I was there with you if you don't give me any details? But I am glad things went well."

She hadn't been worried, per se, but it's a relief to know that soldiers are soldiers always, and a game of fisticuffs and dice are usually all it takes to ingratiate yourself with them no matter where you are from.