Around here most everyone knows him as his father's son, which isn't at all a bad thing, but Lorne is hoping he'll be able to leave his own mark now that he's older. Being away for a few years might help with that; he'll find out soon enough.

He huffs out a breath of amusement. "People saying you'll adjust to the cold is probably wishful thinking and a desire to get through winter faster. If you want to be practical, buy an extra layer or two of warm clothing if you have the coin for it."

Lorne inclines his head in acceptance - at least the invitation. As much as he has no particular reason to keep himself out of such a petty debt with a Shepherd, Colin and Camilla are on his mind. Good luck paying for him, Dain. "Sure; the tavern's the best place to pick up news even if there's no cider to be had. I haven't been home for some time," he elaborates, gesturing down the street and beginning to walk towards their destination.