The teen looks proud when he hears that, imagining being recruited by an awesome mercenary band. Korrin's mercenary band, even! If he wasn't so utterly amazed about being a scout in the Inquisition, it would have been damn tempting.

Maybe later. If they all lived.

As soon as Korrin is settled, Kas scoots them forward a bit to tip the shield, and off they were down the steep slope. He cheers as the snow flies around them and the speed picks up. "Whoooaaaa!"