Well, next task: figure out what Sina enjoyed so she could leave her a small token at some point, hopefully whenever she next got to leave Skyhold for an assignment of some description. Besides, her attention was definitely on the other matter of sailing, frowning at the conditions described.

“What sort of captain wouldn’t let you on the deck?” She cursed, shaking her head. “Getting up on the deck and getting some fresh air usually helps with the sickness if the seas aren’t too rough and the air is more clear than down below, I can’t believe-- your captains must be very rude, none of ours would do such a thing unless you were a prisoner and you haven’t the look of such. Sailing takes time to adjust to for those who have forgotten that it’s in their blood.”