"By no means." Her voice stays cool - controlled. There'll be no yelling or scenes, if she can make it so. "But I'll thank you to give me the costings that I can see you paid, and not have a soul here indebted to your ilk." The Dalish have no honour, but well can she imagine them twisting the honour of others. "And then we will part ways gladly, and you will not attend here again."

Her accent is soft but persistent, and her gaze is steady.