"It may be that we'll just have to get used to the smell for as long as we're here. Then we'll return to Skyhold and they'll shut the gate before we get in. The smell will precede us."

Ellana takes off her belt, lifts off the top part of her armor, and works on unbuckling her chain mail. Her fingers are cold and her limbs feel heavy. But she tells herself that this is the last task she has to do today and she can push through. Exhaling a tired breath, her fingers pull at the leather, freeing them from the buckles and allowing her to pull the chain mail away.

"I know the feeling. It's been hard work for everyone today. And I can't see it being any better tomorrow. It's up to you if you'd like to stand by the fire. I'll go with you if you do, but I'm fine just getting under the blanket and trying to warm up that way."