[Sidelong smirk... he continues to be oblivious. Sorry Elysium, you're gonna have to say something eventually... and/or continue the next five years like this I guess, like y'all already did the first five what's five more?]

We didn't get to when you were aboard the ship. There wasn't time, between me repairing the compass and all the Inquisition attacks.

[Pulling stray feathers out of Elysium's hair... twirling them between his fingers. These are clearly fowlbeast feathers, they're too short and fluffy to be anything else. And yes, he does note that Elysium himself is puffed out, but he thinks it's cause of their stupid game and not anything else.]