For the time being, Guillaume is willing to let Araceli deal with the unreasonable man. To think: they don't have proper duels wherever Church comes from! They all must live in chaos, brawling in the streets. While the others talk, Guillaume removes his jacket, looking for a place to lay it and wrinkling his nose when all he sees are barrels and crates on the docks. Perhaps he could hire someone to hold his jacket for him. He glances around, spots a Qunari watching him, and pales. Everyone else appears to be too busy, and he's not asking an ox to hold it. So with a resigned sigh, he carefully lays the coral colored jacket on a closed barrel top as gingerly as he can. He touches the pocket to make sure the letter from Christine's mother is still safely tucked away there. It explains all and hopefully will aid in bringing Christine around should she prove to be stubborn and not agree to the terms of the duel that he will obviously win. Then he turns back to see if Church is going to behave properly.