At the sound of approaching steps and their response, Herian and her charge both look to the source. Cerise, the woman who is leaning on Herian, seems to shrink against her. Herian remains steady, coolly observing the woman before she replies. A staff barely need comment, but she has never heard of Qunari joining Circles, and it makes her back tense. The chance is all it imperceptible; just because she didn't hear of it doesn't mean it never happend, but she has her doubts. Her hand steadies Cerise, and she holds out a hand to stay the group behind her, a gesture of reassurance. Stay, we have been safe together thus far.

Her assessment takes barely seconds for all that it is thorough. Qunari, but with a bladeless sword hilt. One count towards a Circle made and another against.

Herian's expression remains neutral. "There is a liaison? We've heard nothing of that in our travels."

Not accusatory, but cautious underneath the calm, and she does speak very calmly. "To whom do I owe my thanks for the information?"