"I think I might yet lead a very happy life without seeing a great number of these people in their smalls," she says, contemplatively, "but if you do find yourself direly overcome, I am prepared to drag you away from them by the ear."

Though her gaze does follow some of the Inquisition members in the ballroom when she says it, and while she is not going to make the observation out loud where it can be repeated to someone else, Dorian does not currently top the list of people she is mildly concerned will need to be at some point removed before they can embarrass anyone. Whose bright idea it was to permit rifters (and a Dalish? did she see a Dalish?) to rub shoulders with Orlesian nobility, she does not know -

In her heart of hearts, Benevenuta is an anarchist who would gladly see it all burned down, but just burning it all down is not on the cards, so they might as well try to do the thing a bit more deftly.