It takes all of Inessa's willpower not to Fade Step forward ready to fight and call for Garahel to defend Ophelia, but continue as is just long enough to see where exactly they're headed. She frowns, gripping her staff and reminding herself to be patient for a little longer. Well-acquainted with the layout of the mansion by now, the Grey Warden knows this direction change can't mean anything good and briefly meets Pamelia's eyes, fairly certain she's picked up on that as well.

Garahel snaps to attention the moment Ophelia stumbles, holding back from charging just yet but definitely closer than the elves behind him. Right now there's nothing of the playful mabari; he's in full war-dog mode.