The lord nodded, at the first part, though Nameless would note that he was acting slightly more inebriated than he really was... even so, he'd also note the slight stiffness, at the question, before a soft smile, and an easy, well-practiced lie came from his lips. "Well, it's the war, you know? When we were far from the front lines, the demand for soldiers was quite heavy, and you know, men make better soldiers, generally. Now that it's closer, the demand is even greater, and..." he trailed off, shrugging slightly, leaving Nameless to fill in the blanks. Of course, he'd also note that nothing definitive was actually stated, so he wasn't lying, so much as telling things that were technically true, but not relevant to the situation at hand.