...I suppose I do. [ He sounds sheepish about that. He's not sure how much more alone he was - in the end (by the end) he had his friends and companions around him again, but... there was always that distance. That time he spent in the wilderness (literal and metaphorical) had caused a gulf to open up. No matter how much he wanted to close it, it existed. ]

Unfortunately... for good or ill, Faerghus was thrown into turmoil in my absence - or rather because of my escape. The war went on for five years before it was brought to a conclusion.

[ He seems very sorry about that. And he wonders what this Yuri would think. ]

I... lost myself for a time. I was mad with grief and anger. So I cannot tell you much more than that, unless you would like to regale you the end of it all.