Araceli does not pinch her brow because she's in public. Because she's had too much practice before coming to Thedas and more since the Nightingale took her on as a student but she's being severely tested by everything at the moment. The day her temper finally snaps isn't going to be pretty and she can only hope it's a day she gets away from everyone and everything. She doesn't want anyone to see her losing that neat little facade she has, whatever ones they've seen her wear or however long and how well they know her. "Understood, though is there not something. About emotions and the Fade and the Veil and spirits?"

Or is she mixing it up because she doesn't understand it all at the best of times and she's too tired to really grasp it? But some of it just feels like they're setting themselves up for something because they're clinging to the past. Again. Trapped in old skins to be shed.

"Your buildings aren't tall like ours, but I had pretty much one big room just with things sectioned off. Everything came with it, not the dishes or the bedding but the bed, the bath, those things, they were there. I need to find out who won't charge either of us the world for those things." Also lanterns because she'd like to be able to read without dealing with the constant candle situation but that can wait a little longer.