"No, and this city doesn't need to see more bloodshed," he murmured, munching his own sandwich slowly - more to keep his stomach from rebelling than from wanting to savor it. Not that there was much to savor. "I hate offering it, but if it helps, I'll walk with you if that helps to keep things calm," he suggested to her. It sounded to much like what had to be done in Orlais, which still made his blood boil. But he would rather Korrin be safe than be dragged into some battle that could escalate and end up with her or others dead.

"Hopefully they'll come around when they see how much you're helping." He knew it was a vain hope, but he kept his finger wrapped around that slender thread all the same.