At least the smalltalk unsticks Dinadan's brain from it's gibbering loop.
"Uh, yeah, I've been keeping in touch with Petra," he says, rubbing the back of his neck. "I got yelled at last summer when I flubbed that up, even though it wasn't really my fault."
And, uh, yes, subject-change because he's been keeping the assassination-attempts secret for years and he doesn't want to randomly drop them into a conversation now.
"My parents are well. If they'd known I was coming, they probably would have told me to say hello for them. How are yours? And Iris, of course."
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