Korrin snickers, thoroughly enjoying Araceli's blasphemies. She may respect Andraste but that doesn't extend a lot of her followers, the ones who use her name as a cudgel to beat down anyone else. "Don't forget the belt buckles with Andraste's face on them, shoving her head between their legs every morning. Hot."

She wiggles her eyebrows, then nods at the response about Sina. "She knows. I think she and Nari are trying to decide whether or not they want to be at the alienage or not, to help the elves there. But nothing's set in stone yet, and I think I tempted her with mention of a possible rooftop garden."