"Not only that," Leliana corrects. "A bow is a fine weapon, and I would not advise that any remain ill-prepared to wield a weapon in these times, but your mind - that thirst for learning I saw downstairs, that will serve you just as well, if not better."

She remains seated, tempting as it is to stand and gesture and get carried away, those are the habits of a girl who has been buried for close to a decade.

"I believe you would make a fine scout," she continues, "If that is what you wish. Using your bow will more than likely be necessary, but your intelligence will see you excel."

Stop, part of her reminds herself. Wait. "However, there are roles dedicated more to research, as well." The choice should be Lara's own, not dictated by Leliana's more opportunistic tendencies.