Sometimes people are far too willing to be grown up. Leliana had thrown herself into the bard life so young, and with no true grasp of what it meant.

"You mentioned coming to Skyhold for safety from said dangers," she starts, watching Kitty curiously. Minds could change, people adapt, they fought to survive in circumstances that would damn you to death if you should stand still. "Are you willing to give that up so quickly?"

Leaning forward, Leliana rests her elbows on the table. "Do not find my reticence disrespectful, nor an indication that I do not think you able. You are, I think, a younger than my other scouts, and this is not work that wears lightly on the soul or conscience. Scouting is first and foremost the gathering of information, but you must be prepared to defend yourself. There are times when plans do not go as they ought."

Still, it is not as though she has said 'no.'