"I have not, myself; others whom I know, however, have... although through no choice of theirs."

A troubled look crossed his face, at that, and he shook his head. Most of those he'd heard such stories from were associates--perhaps friends, even, if he could be so bold--from Westeros, and he couldn't wholeheartedly wish for anyone to be sent back there. Especially in light of how those return visits had gone for them. Still, he smiled, if more wanly; it was important to be a calming, comforting presence, and maintain some standard of decorum, after all.

"I can recount only their reports of the experience, although they are people of merit whom I've no reason to disbelieve. It seems, so far, to have happened more or less at random; or if not, the cause is yet as unknown as that behind our presence, here."