"Only those I make for myself. There are many in the keep that need tending to, but the soldiers have their commander. The mages have their Council. The templars, the mercenaries...everyone has someone seeing to them save for the common folk." She gestures briefly with one hand.

"But I've been reminded several times now that I serve no one if I run myself into the ground. So there will be time, at some point. And you would be more than welcome to join me."

Mage or no, he seems to be good company. And something in the back of her mind says that perhaps he's lonely too, and that a new friend might not be such a terrible thing to have.