"I don't think Church heard the 'no punching' rule before, but I won't complain. The look on that other guy was priceless." Korrin smirks while holding her kadan, less certain of or interested in honor than some entertainment. And the way Araceli's eyes sparkle certainly have her attention.

She wrinkles her nose, not at Araceli's pronunciation but between the man's nationality and bearing she's already unimpressed. "Some Orlesian fop? All that it takes to offend one of those is breathe in their direction. At least in Orlais; seeing it in Kirkwall is pretty odd." Any disagreements in the City of Chains are settled in a myriad of ways that have nothing to do with finesse or honor. "Why does Church give a shit, though? He's not the dueling type."