Alexei's eyes followed the man as he paced back and forth, taking a mental note when Erik almost said friend instead of soldier. He looked down at his leg as it twitched involuntarily, frown slightly at it. He looked back up again to answer Erik's question. "Come from across ocean, Vest. Beyond that cannot say." He pauses a moment. "...is condition of exile. Apologies." He paused again before speaking. "Am guest here, vould like to offer services if am needed, as vay to repay hospitality."
