[ With the way that Urianger lifts his head, as if something had been weighing it down that he has to overpower, it's clear that his choice to looking anywhere but at him had in fact been purposeful. Their eyes lock and Thancred can see that Urianger is searching for something, but all that he does is hold his gaze. If he is expecting to find judgment or derision in Thancred's expression, it certainly isn't there. ]

It's not your fault.

[ The words spill out immediately, even as Urianger continues to explain himself. The truth is that Urianger's actions hadn't mattered so much as how Thancred's own mind had twisted them into something else.

It seems that both of them have been operating under false assumptions. As Urianger finishes speaking, Thancred lets out a dismissive scoff and shakes his head. ]

We both have been quite foolish, it seems. I hardly need tell you that I am capable of making my own decisions when it comes to who I call friend, and I have never found you wanting. [ All those difficult choices Urianger had made, all those betrayals he'd carried out, they had ultimately been out of love and care for his friends. Thancred would be the last person to judge.

After another pause, he flags down one of the servers to come and take their orders. If they're in this tavern now, they may as well have a drink. Or he will be, in any case. ]

I do have a theory for why we're under these effects, if you'll humor me.