[He can't fault Mirena for not believing dragons existed; Smaug had slept so long that many in Lake-town thought the same until he showed up and burned everything down.

Bard turns to return his full attention to the conversation, leaning against the counter by the stove so he doesn't have to travel far for seconds.]

I am a bargeman and a bowman, or I was until very recently. If I call those people my own, it is because I count myself one of them. [The complete answer is more complicated, but he's going to eat a little first.]