The affectionate, muscly brick wall that is Garahel happily wiggles against Cole for a moment longer until he looks up at him, eager to continue. Inessa, smile softening, nods. "The Inquisition is lucky to have you, then, Cole. It's easy to lose sight of compassion when fighting so desperate a war. We can't afford to forget that without such standards, we are no better than those we fight."