There's fragile - and then there's freezing, and even though he's only just arrived with some of the other Inquistion troops, it's hard to miss how cold it is around here, even with extra layers. With that dress she's wearing, it's a wonder she's not frozen half to death by now. When she finally does accept the cloak, something in him relaxes a little, a bit of relief over not having to worry about that on top of everything else. That is the complicated part, and there's a flicker of something that's maybe not quite a grimace at the question but is still fairly close, all things considered.

"Right now? You're in a place called Emprise du Lion, which is part of a bigger place that's called Thedas."

There's a bit more to it than that, even just when it comes to the exact location of the place, but if his guess is right about that shard in her hand they'll likely not make any more sense to her than they did to him when he'd first tumbled through the rift. Of course, it would probably help if he figured out if his guess is right, and he tilts his head slightly, giving her a somewhat thoughtful look.

"Don't suppose by 'stolen' you mean that you've wound up falling through a great sort of rift recently, have you? Maybe one not too far from here?"