Actually...I don't know where to find you. Your house is mobile, isn't it? But if you want me to come over sometime, I don't mind. Just don't tell Grani I'm coming.

[He just needs to point that out. But continuing on with the rest of the statements, he's still...not sure what to say. Reinhardt has shared something deeply personal with him. Should he share something back? He would, if he was asked to, but...]

I'm not cut out to be a knight, so that's fine. But I don't mind being a warrior, if you think it'll be useful to you. Or a horse warrior. Whatever the situation calls for. Just help me stash some clothes somewhere first, alright?