[Fjord does look quietly cowed by both other men gently berating him, but he takes it in stride with a mumbled 'Sorry' around his next sip. He's not really expecting Soldat to turn the spotlight on him, but he can work with that.]

Yeah. We first met him when he was still with the circus, him and Yasha. He used to do this- fortune telling, bullshit, but Jester loved it. He was just a... real glorious bastard, always acting like he was the gods' gift to the fucking world. Terrible roommate, though. [He almost laughs as he says that.] Every time we stayed at an inn where, uh... companionship was an option I'd have to go and sleep in one of the other's rooms.

[He toys with his bottle with both hands, idly spinning it around.] He was... a good person. He was full of shit, but, uh. I'm not much t'talk there. At least his was entertaining, he always had some kind a' story to make 'f just about anything. Knew how to work a crowd, knew how to... hold his own in a fight. He died tryin' to save us.

[Long may he reign.]