Inessa sighs as she stirs her tea, more to give her hands something to do than anything else. "It is harsh, I won't pretend otherwise. At least we don't have memories of Kirkwall before to compound such issues, but that doesn't mean this easy to endure. When the bulk of the Inquisition is moved over, I suspect I'll hear of it if the Grey Wardens are taking residence elsewhere. Until then, we remain."

That's the long and short of it, for her. Whatever her thoughts on the matter, in the end it's her order that will decide and not herself. Christine will have more flexibility and for that, Inessa's grateful for her sake. "I can attempt to keep this kitchen better stocked when it comes to tea, at least. If you can afford to take a break from the Gallows, we won't mind company at the Lowtown market."