The stench...Inessa's had worse, thanks to hunting darkspawn, but not much worse. She covers her nose with her sleeve, eyes watering as she catches up to Herian...and then all at once she's rather glad to have the warning. That's something she could (just barely) stomach seeing, but would really rather not, if she can avoid it.

"Then let's do so. They deserve that much, before we must move onward."