He raises an eyebrow at her. After kicking one last bit of sand at the spectres in pettiness, he comes back towards the fire - although he does not take a seat himself.

"The heroes I've witnessed in my world all share an unshakeable desire to do good. Almost to a nauseating degree, really. Self-sacrificing, noble, decrying the deeds of my brethren, putting evil to the sword, and so on and so forth."