His own death was something he'd come to terms with long before he found himself at the precipice of it. Still, the fact that she does not press for the uncomfortable details is appreciated.

"If it was a matter I found difficult to talk about I would simply have lied, my lady, so you need not feel as if you've caused me any affront by simply asking a rather understandable question." He says with wry smile. "But a change in subject would likely do us both good."

He shows her the ring on his finger with the emerald set in it. "Dryad, I belive the faction I'm part of is called."