Korrn lifts her head and then her flagon, as partygoers move enough for her to see who's calling. She gestures for him to sit down, having moved her legs since she was brazenly propping them up on the seat across from her just in case anyone familiar showed up. No one wanted to argue with the 'ox-woman'.

"Kirk! It's been a while, hasn't it? Sorry, I had to ditch out to Wycome for a while. You should see the Satinalia celebrations there; trust me, they make all this look tame. It's Thedas' party central for a reason."