"Whatever they would be, I'm sure there would have been enough condescension to feed a family." Thus far, she's managed to avoid Templars to the best of her knowledge, relying on what others have said about them to get some sort of an impression but that won't last forever. If she wants to live here and be part of things, that means actually spending time with all present to know what their lives have been like.

Already a mage or two has opened her eyes to the Templars perhaps being shackled almost like they are, not quite to the same extremes but enough to have her wanting to know more.

"You are in charge of funeral arrangements?" And then, after the briefest of hesitations, because she tries not to judge the customs of others but what could be more opposed than fire and water? "The burning of the dead is the custom of Thedas, for the humans at least, I was told that much."

As awful as it sounds to her, burning someone and letting them turn into ash so that there's nothing more they can do, no way to give back to the things that gave to them. Only she has the feeling that it might be one of those things that marks her out as different, and thus far straying too far from what Thedas calls normal can be a very risky move.