"Well, I'm convinced," she says, as if that should be enough. She relaxes a little as he leans into the hug, assured that he's comfortable with this. She'd tried to be so distant, the last time they met. Tried to avoid the heartbreak she'd had the first time. "Praise Mythal I returned here when I did. I've been with the Inquisition for a little over a month now, I was in the Fallow Mire with them just a few days ago."

Merrick is there. Cyril. Their cousin, Cyril. She's going to get to introduce Salem to their cousin. The one male in the Inquisition Cyril will not try to sleep with.

She breaks the hug and holds him at arm's length to look at him carefully.

"Are you hurt?"