He doesn't hesitate, but he does consider his words carefully before he speaks.

"Everyone I know now, I remember from then. Some, I didn't know well. Some I would have called friends. I remember meeting you for the first time in Nocwich. I'd been hunting, and there were no other seats in the tavern, so you were kind enough -- I might have given you one of the hares I'd caught. I can't remember."

Does she?

It might be better if she did not.

"Before that, I'd seen you helping to care for the people who had been taken and held. The ones who survived it."