Difficult to grieve a templar, particularly one that was trying to kill them, but the potential problems the death presents aren't lost on her. She will have time to think on it once Marcus is out of that wagon and they have resolved this conversation.
Though still, the way his eyes move from her face to her stave irritate her. And every instinct twitches against giving over more names, except—
"My name is Derrica," she tells him. "Mother Madeline can make contact with me to discuss what's happened here. I am the one who manages our relations to the Chantry."
Surprise.
But beyond that, she considers the Commander, before her gaze slants to Bastien, questioning. Trying to get a better read on what he thinks should be volunteered beyond the two names they've already given.
no subject
Difficult to grieve a templar, particularly one that was trying to kill them, but the potential problems the death presents aren't lost on her. She will have time to think on it once Marcus is out of that wagon and they have resolved this conversation.
Though still, the way his eyes move from her face to her stave irritate her. And every instinct twitches against giving over more names, except—
"My name is Derrica," she tells him. "Mother Madeline can make contact with me to discuss what's happened here. I am the one who manages our relations to the Chantry."
Surprise.
But beyond that, she considers the Commander, before her gaze slants to Bastien, questioning. Trying to get a better read on what he thinks should be volunteered beyond the two names they've already given.