An amused glance following the trajectory of the woman following nature's apparent call, Benevenuta settles her hands at the crook of Dorian's elbow and doesn't even feign a reproof. Perhaps she ought to - be the thing with no edges that she is at her mother's elbow in Nevarra - but having made the decision to so visibly align herself with the Inquisition's prettiest scandal this evening, she might well lean into it. And it is not without merit: Gaspard seems inclined to shake things up this evening one way or another, and standing out might well be a way in. See how things lie with his people, and how those people might be nudged.

"I have been grossly misled to the tenor of Tevinter opulence," she says, instead. "I have seen no bloodshed, we are all fully clothed, and your mother is entirely absent."

A fan snaps shut not far from them. Benevenuta smiles beneath her mask.