[Thrall's eyebrows shoot straight up. That? That he wasn't expecting. He's at a loss for words, and it takes him a moment to find what to say.]

You honor me with your kindness. Despite being on different sides of the war, it appears we have a lot in common.

[He reaches out to take the swan in his big hand.]

Diarmuid, allow me to extend an invitation. Lord El Melloi II and I have an accord of sorts, and he left the building in Nimh Gleanne in my care. It now serves as a neutral place on the border where merchants, traders, and travelers can stay and barter to their heart's content.

Would you be interested?