"Well, I suppose it if means so much to you..." Fiona simply noded in the direction of the particular Orlesian noble who just happened to catch her attention. He really was too obvious, though she supposed that's why he chose him, there was something about him that was more Orlesian to her than most Orlesians.

Although she was quick to ignore the man upon noting the change in Alistair's expression. She could only imagine Maric was not among his favorite topics. It was very enlightening, she could only imagine how he would feel about her.

"Maric...he traveled with the Grey Wardens for a time, accompanied us to the Deep Roads," she was certain Alistair knew of these rumors, but few knew the actual details, "...he kept in touch, at least with those of us that were left, wrote about you to Duncan and I. Oh, you are familiar with Duncan, yes?"

Of course she knew, but pretenses must be upheld.