"That's why I mentioned temporary Bonds but— yeah, fair" Cú nods twice, conceding as he runs his head for people that would fit the requirements. Not to mention— the stages of worsening conditions are different for everyone, and Soren the best knows on which stage he is now.

He takes a sip of the mulled ale. In the end, the recommendation would still necessitate being introduced, the time required to get to know each other better— but it's still stepping forward towards helping Soren achieve his goal. And he... he likes the Dragon, and don't want him to fall towards this darkness he fears.

"There's a man named Lancer, hailing from the same land as I do—" he starts speaking of Diarmuid and doesn't even try to hide wistful fondness from his voice. And here comes the class monicker again, if only because he isn't sure how to open about his name Diarmuid is "An honorable knight he is, noble and loyal—" well... at least he wants to be, but things in the far past of their legends are a long time over "He offers his kindness and honesty not only to his friends. Without doubt, he is one of the most radiant of ours"

Another sip, feeling the spices warm him up, adding the pleasant aftertaste to the ale.

"That's the first." And he got more. Zelda comes to mind, from people he had known since the beginning. Then there is Iskandar.