"It's been years since I did any locksmithing, but a little practice should help me shape back up," he nods. "Either way, the experience of someone who's handled these things as a rogue is different from someone who's handled them as an artisan. Maybe we'll both learn a little something, if we collaborate?"

He takes another drink, quiet for a moment, thinking. It's funny, actually, how much they have in common between the two of them. Protecting their families by staying a safe distance from them. Making the best of being the odd ones out in this place--and probably back in Faerun, too.

"You know, maybe I didn't give the garden a fair chance," he says slowly. "I have had my mind on the past an awful lot lately. It wouldn't do to miss out on something that's right in front of me just because I'm moping."

He offers Bel an arm. "Come with me, this time? Not to proposition you or anything, but friendship is just as valuable as romantic love, I think."