There's a large amount of wandering Dalish here, which is not something he'd expected. He'll hand it to them; at least some of them can look beyond than their own little hovels and caravans, so there is that.

And this one, it seems, is researching something magically-inclined or some such.

Terribly exciting, he's sure.

Twisted Fate raises a brow at her, mildly curious as their eyes meet in the dark of the library. In his hands, he'd holding a novel, the cover all but reassuring that it's some kind of trashy love book. She can study runes, he can read his indulgence.

"Well now. Dare I ask what you've got there?"