She hadn't gotten the cup for herself, and she debates whether or not to point this out to him. But there will be plenty of things to argue about without including such a silly thing. So she accepts the cup, though it's promptly ignored in favor of turning her gaze to the field. She had thought to grill him on his intentions, but he had been thoughtful enough to shout them for all of Skyhold to hear. Which made her job both much easier, and a great deal harder.
Finally, she turned to Norrington, expression direly serious.
"Do you truly intend to marry her? Have you already decided that, barely knowing her? Do you have any idea what bonding entails for Dalish? For her?" She kept pressing, eyes focused on him. Pel would probably be grumpy if she knew Beleth was demanding these answers, but if not her, then who?
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Finally, she turned to Norrington, expression direly serious.
"Do you truly intend to marry her? Have you already decided that, barely knowing her? Do you have any idea what bonding entails for Dalish? For her?" She kept pressing, eyes focused on him. Pel would probably be grumpy if she knew Beleth was demanding these answers, but if not her, then who?