"Of course. I've enjoyed watching the water, and you really do get used to the fish smell." She smirks up at him and swings their hands as they walk in that direction. She's passed time staring out at the water, wondering where these ships are coming in from and where the ones going out are going to. It makes her want to hop aboard one heading to Rivain, because she hasn't found a land yet she likes even half as much. She's so safe there in that country where humans and elves get along. Of course, the Qunari in the north mean that safety might not always be on that land, but she hopes they leave and let the Rivaini live as they choose.

"I suppose we'll still be sleeping apart?" she asks without any bitterness. The Wardens have their place, and she has hers.