"I have a feeling warm is subjective," she comments, her eyes drifting over the terrain. It's damp right now, but she knows the feeling of a place that can go from habitable to freezing death in a matter of hours. Emprise du Lion almost had nothing on this place.

Unaware of Cullen's train of thought, she's mostly just relieved he's here. The complications and repercussions haven't fully sunk in, and she's never been one who enjoyed shouldering her burdens alone. She may be the Inquisitor, but there's still an entire Inquisition behind her.

"I suppose we could go back to the forest. It was pretty warm there."