He almost bumped into her--But Beleth is a rogue, and she may not be the most graceful scout in the Inquisition, but when she is nearly ran into by a qunari, she manages to hop back, arms darting out to grab at the bowl, not taking it from his hands, but stabilizing it, making sure that it's not dumping hot soup on her. Once she's positive that she won't be taking an impromptu bath, her eyes flick up to the actual person.

She's...pretty sure he's a qunari. Grey skin, horns. Pretty standard qunari stuff. But she's never seen such a scrawny qunari before. Well, he was still taller than her, but everyone was taller than her.

"A-Ah--! Sorry....Are you alright?"