It's a good thing she didn't ask, because he doesn't want to talk about it. Maybe when he's had time to sober up and settle in, but at the moment, Loroakkan is not someone he wants to be thinking about.

"I'm fine," he groans, and he is! Fine. At least, he's more stable on his feet than might be expected given the amount of alcohol he's consumed. "You don't need to baby sit me, I can walk. Just lead the way, and I'll follow."