Inessa has no problem accepting help, not from Felix. Their journey to Tevinter has solidified her favorable impression of him, and she's comfortable relying on her fellow Warden. She nods, a slightly apologetic smile on her lips. "You didn't have much of a choice, but you've borne it well nonetheless. We can't ask for more than that. And having ties here certainly helps, when we're not seen favorably by all."

Garahel's whines finally gets her attention, and Inessa lets Felix attend to the rest so that he'll calm down. "So manipulative, isn't he? You'd think he never gets fed." She heads over to where she knows some mabari crunch treats are being stored, out of his reach.