What did it say, that a (minotaur?) woman like that could enter, and Lara was still the one that stuck out like a sore thumb? Even as her eyes were swinging to watch the woman, her mouth twitching open, she was still aware of the gazes resting on her. She could still hear the little whispers - rift...Herald...Inquisition?

Then the woman was turning and their stares were meeting.

Lara clenched her afflicted hand and forced her mouth shut. With a breath she took a step forward.

"Excuse me, I... think I might be lost."