Garahel listens as attentively as his mistress, leaning into Ophelia to comfort when she seems to need it. Inessa, sipping at her tea, frowns in thought as she collects her thoughts. "That does seem suspicious. No one saw her after that point, then? Did you see anything else of note in the wine cellar?" By this point, the Grey Warden is certain she'll check it out regardless, but it can't hurt to get as much information as possible beforehand.