Given her size, strength and energizing abilities, Korrin doesn't really get to dodge out of manual labor very often. That suits her just fine, since the intense focus required keeps her from dwelling on the fact that she's in Kirkwall of all places. She's glad for Araceli's sake that they've moved to a place which will suit her kadan better, but given Kirkwall's history, Korrin feels as though she'll be walking on eggshells for a while. At least no anti-qunari/mage mobs have formed...yet.

During one of her construction/cleaning breaks, Korrin heads over to see how Araceli's doing in whatever passes for a kitchen at the moment. Yes, she made sure to wash her hands before entering, and the dampness of her hair at least attests to tossing a bucket's worth of water over her head before throwing on fresh clothes. "Need any help, kadan? I'm yours for the next hour or so, while they're giving mages a break."