He makes a sound that might be a laugh, but doesn't comment further. Not on that, at any rate--or anything, for quite some time. If he isn't content, then he at least has no real objection to standing on the periphery of the activity next to Teren while watching the activity of the camp; he's already done his part to get tents set up and water barrels situated, to help coordinate the posting of the guard, and other tasks. Dealing with the Qunari he leaves to others with more diplomatic skills than he can ever hope to possess. In his experience, he is most useful in diplomatic scenarios by being entirely absent from them.

When his hard tack is gone and the dregs of his tea are all that remains, he dumps it out into the brush and then starts to return to the camp. "Best not stay out here too late," he tells her as he walks past her, meeting her eyes.