Fern's brief anger is noted and Inessa wouldn't have flinched if it needed an outlet, but she accepts the quiet as well. Garahel doesn't move, not wanting to disturb Fern when a doggy pillow is necessary. Glancing to the glow in Fern's had, Inessa nods. "That's unfortunately true, but you can tell them you're working with the Inquisition. They need good people like you, and unlike the Grey Wardens, are actively recruiting right now. You can still make a difference, even if it's not what you thought it would be."