His grin earned him a little smile, and she quickly ducked her head away, putting her own mask on. Well, this was definitely the fun and glamour that she'd been after when she agreed to join the Inquisition. Taking care of the ashes of plague corpses. She perks up slightly at the mention of shovels, and reaches into the cart, pulling out two shovels.

"I did one better." One gets passed to Sam, and she keeps the other while she puts her own gloves on. "As for the cart...you can blame me if things go sideways with it." Or any other direction that ends up with it sinking into the ground. She took a few steps forward, and eyed the pile. Even after getting everything set up...she really wasn't looking forward to this.

"I need hazard pay." She muttered grimly.