It's the hand on her shoulder from Herc that clues Merrill in onto the plan. Oh, they're being sneaky! That's very good, then- just like being with Hawke, back in Kirkwall.

As Clarel's gaze softens, Merrill offers her a slight smile. She doesn't agree with what was done- but she can understand why she did it. People do desperate things out of fear, to protect their own.

"Thedas has always owed the Wardens so much. Maybe we can help you as so many of you have helped us." Beat. "If nothing else, there's so much lovely art with griffons on it here!"

That's not even a facade. That's Merrill.