Sighing from deep in her bones, Araceli doesn't really have it in her to argue with Korrin when she has to save all of that for arguing with the people the Inquisition need her to argue with. "If you collapse when you do work then please direct anyone with concerns to me so I can tell them I was right." But don't do that because she can handle things as they are with so many things to occupy her but she couldn't handle a possible crisis on top of that right now and still keep going like she would in Skyhold.

There are vegetables to chop for the next meal though and she directs Korrin to them with a flick of her hand. They'll at least get it done faster if they split it between them.

"Most of my work is a great deal of sitting and talking, or walking and talking, or trying to deal with papers and ledgers and shipping manifests if I'm not here doing the cooking. Things need to simmer and boil, pots need to soak before I can scrub them. Being by the sea and ships again - I know Kirkwall would not have been your choice but," she pauses to try to find the most gentle way of putting it when Korrin is sure to be raw from where they are, with all the history of this place with the Qunari invasion and the Mage-Templar war. "I can't explain truly what it's like to be somewhere more familiar to me. As if I have returned to port after a very long journey. Not to a safe harbour or home but to somewhere I know I can catch my breath."