His smile brightens more at that, and the qunari strokes his hand up over that cheek to the point of Cyril's ear. "I'm glad to learn that, kadan." He says softly, too busy putting his hands of the elf to actually sign.

"It's going to make some things a little bit easier in battle, at least." Now people could actually direct him with more than just frantic pointing. "I'm keeping the filthy ones with you, though. No fun if everyone knows what we're signing in the bar sometimes."