( Homelander is a strange enough name to Aegon's ears, but he doesn't question it. He'll just file the name away with the rest of them until he needs it. That and as a king, remembering names outside of the ones deemed important had never been a big deal, something Aegon will come to terms with in the manor later on. )

Seeing how the armour and attire is here, I daren't ask them for weaponry. It would most likely fall apart. ( The drink is acceptable at least, Aegon taking a sip as he wonders what this man's story is. Even the way Homelander holds himself catches his curiosity, shoulders straighter than most others around them. )

We have spoken and it would seem my brother has been here some time. What of yourself? How is it you know my brother?