In contrast, Jamie was a much smaller man, a good four inches under six feet in height, with a build that was closer to wiry than muscular even after spending months fighting for the Inquisition. He'd seen quite a few people built like Iskandar, though, and the man's height didn't faze him, even if it did remind him a bit of people he'd once known.

The memories, though, were of brave and good men, and when he glanced up, it was with a smile - albeit a slightly wry one, based on the question.

"Aye, well, I'm not sure yet. Could be a horse. Or a bear. Or maybe a terrible beastie. Depends on how it wants to turn out."

He couldn't say he was worried, either way. It was more something to do to keep busy, since he was stuck in Skyhold for the foreseeable future, and he gave Iskandar a shrug.

"I'll figure it out along the way. Here, did you want an apple for your horse? I've got some here still, and I should do something with them anyway."