That humming...it's starting to fray Inessa's nerves. She does her best to avoid the red lyrium pillars, and Garahel wants nothing to do with them, but even so the abundance of them doesn't help. Warden stoicism is in effect, most of the time, but when she thinks no one's looking, the mask slips slightly and she rubs at her temple. Focus, Inessa. It's only going to get worse from here.

The muttering gets Inessa's attention, and she perks up a little as Garahel heads over to investigate. He doesn't bark, taking Inessa's instruction not to startle people already on edge in mind, but wags his tail and watches them curiously. For her part, Inessa stows her staff on her back and straightens, keeping her Grey Warden armor prominent. Desperate or not, she wants to put people as ease as much as possible.