"I'll write it down, I have to meet with some people later tonight so I'm only back long enough to change clothes. We need to decide what to do with the pelts once we have somewhere that's our, and once everything else arrives. There are things I have waiting for me in Val Royeaux that I didn't see the need to send for until we were settled." Clothes; new dresses can wait until she has the space to store them, Martel's line of credit being good to her, and what she's got with her will do until then or whenever Kirkwall's better markets are open to them, whichever comes first. Also that's an apology for another night where she'll stagger home in the small hours probably just before Korrin herself has to get up.

Geckering (and those not used to the amount of noise a fox can make turn sharply before realising no, it's not a demon, it really is the fluffy thing that steals anything within reach), Lux scampers over, stopping to rub himself against Araceli first. Then he paws at Korrin. "Sirena you can't tell? He's fading away to a shadow. Eating dead gulls and rotting fish washed up on the steps." Rare delicacies Skyhold denied him, he has to indulge whenever Araceli turns his back. It's why he pushes his face against Korrin so he doesn't need to see the accusing look his mistress shoots him.

"No one's repaired the ladders yet?" Not that she minds, and she knows Korrin doesn't but it helps her to keep track of what people have actually repaired or bothered to. And what she should maybe see if she should send over to the Gallows. Lumber is usually plentiful here and they don't lack for workmen really but if it's needed… (And this is why she actually needs to sleep sometimes instead of bargaining and getting in good with as many sailors and merchants as she can.)