"Impressive," Jone says. That's what that sigil meant. She's seen it before, heard of Seekers before, but fuck if she can remember what all they do. Ser Hart seems like good folk, though; she thinks she'll be fine if she doesn't bring up the Chantry.

Which, to be fair, she'd always rather not bloody do.

"I'll told you to it, mate." She gives her a little solute.