He pauses, and the smile wanes off of his face.

"I don't have nice stories like that."

He had a farm, a family, and a dog. And none of them were good things. The farm was fake, the family were lies, and the dog... he clenches his hand a bit thinking about Anna the beagle. Better to forget that.

"Sorry." He mumbles belatedly, worried that he brought the mood down again.