Glancing up from regaling her company with the latest news of the Fallow Mire, Korrin smiles at Sina. She remembers the Dalish woman from their last conversation, about her chest-shard. Her curiosity and concern satisfied, she doesn't linger on it now, nor does she go out of her way to avoid looking. Her focus easily turns to the herbs, nodding.

"Hello, Sina. And yes, I did. I figure that since I have liquor to share, I might as well have some hangover remedies prepared. It's only fair, right?"