"I'm joining the Inquisition, I guess-- not much else-where I can go, for now," Which is the honest truth, if not more than the smallest piece of it, "I have friends to meet, there."

People will be expecting me, rather, so please don't secretly be a bandit highwayman who'll murder me and leave me in a ditch, stranger.

"And ah... what brings you here? Or do you go around rescuing random travelers all the time."