"Do you work with him? Around him?" Lyrium research didn't make her so skittish when it was something she didn't understand. Now when it's something that's been done to her? Even if it's a completely different type of lyrium, when the research is vital, when it's being done by good people with good intentions who won't abduct anyone and hurt them, the word itself can still sit there as a ridiculous stumbling block.

Thus far, she hasn't had to deal with a Red Templar since that time in Emprise du Lion but given what they're facing, she knows well enough it's on the horizon.

"I do not want any of you to have to return to that," she replies, so serious again; there's work to be done, things she has to get back to when this is a new year and no one seems to know what any of the last was supposed to hold. The Walrus chooses to turn, nudging himself very carefully against Christine because excuse, there is much of him here for the petting if you don't mind? "Come to the library whenever you're free, I spend a god part of my day there from the late morning to the early afternoon, I can draw you a walrus during my break."

Flicking his ears when Araceli switches the hands she's leading him with, she casts her mind back, eyes flicking up as she tries to remember where she heard that before. "Korth...why does that seem familiar? I cannot think where I might have picked it up."