Seeing Garahel perk up again, Inessa chuckles. He really is such an attention-sponge. "Do they not have mabari where you're from? Or anything like them? I suppose I shouldn't expect the same exact breed, given that they're magically-bred by the Formari."

Still, she's Fereldan enough to think that everyone deserves a canine companion. Life is too short not to have such joy in one's life. And silliness. Garahel seems to agree, wagging his tail harder and letting out a contented huff.