"I'm sure there's someone who has the job of keeping track of that, maybe two." The Templars had decided to watch, Alayre had told her and Marcel that much but until now they've more or less been free to conduct themselves as they see fit, or Araceli certainly has. Pitching in as needed, keeping up on the rooftops to get around more easily and to watch. "But I understand, my hand was so sore when I came through and a demon knocked me clean off my feet into the snow."

If it hadn't been for Korrin, she's sure they wouldn't be here having this conversation.

"Well, I would rather think that they've returned. I didn't get the chance to speak to all of them but I was a thief for many years, and a thief notices the people around her, and there are certainly a few faces I saw making the journey to Skyhold that I haven't seen in a while. There are plenty of terrible things in Thedas, the rifts and what comes out of them some of the worst." Better to think they're back where they belong than where they could be, especially after she helped pick the locks on Red Templar cages out in Sahrnia, desperate frozen bodies pleading for her to hurry. "People disappear all the time, where I come from you get used to not finding the body but here, considering that we are the only ones able to close rifts, then I think they would have said. Things slip through the cracks like sand through the fingers. A lot happened between my arrival and now, even in Skyhold."