Essek gazes at him through half lidded violet eyes, allowing himself to be moved. The smile is halfway to a smirk; Fjord really is laying it on thick, but he can't help but be charmed anyway.

"I do miss them," he acknowledges softly, relaxing a little more into the hand at his back. "Our stars in Exandria. Sailing beneath them on the way to Eiselcross was...one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen."