"Indeed." There's been enough tension and uncomfortable brushing up against each other's trauma in the past several minutes, so Fenris is content to leave it there.

He flexes his hands a bit, testing the pressure spot for himself on either side. It really did seem to work, or at least work well enough that the pain is a much more tolerable hum rather than a piercing throb. Idly he wonders if there had been anyone in Kirkwall who might have known about such pressure points, although finding a non-magical healer not in the habit of discriminating could be rather a challenge all on its own.

"So," he says finally, looking up again. "How did you come to be in this strange place?"