"Let us begin with this," she suggests, the corner of her mouth quirking upward.

Of course she doesn't need a Left Hand, nor would she want one, not a true one like Leliana. But the parallels are enough to make the comparison work. Someone to give her another perspective. To pull her back from the edge, when she needs it.

Her smile grows into a real one when Malcolm accepts. "Good," she says, emphatically. "That is...I am glad. I hope - I hope you find the work fulfilling."