Serious nod.

She crosses her arms and looks at the ceiling.

For a while no one bothers them.

"Fereldans do really like dogs. Not as much as we do in the jokes, but."

"Dogs are great. Not super suitable as adventuring companions in the desert, until you're high enough level to have some climate control, but wonderful as friends."

Happy bark of agreement!

She smiles and pets North. 

"We didn't wanna eat their food anyway, did we."

"Formal dinners are just an elaborate form of torture that inexplicably doesn't count as Evil and is therefore preferred by sensible sadists everywhere."

"I have never actually had to sit through one. Unless you count holiday feasts, I guess, but I have a feeling that people from the alienage do them sort of differently."

"We had them weekly. They were the only time I could interact with any of my girl relatives which you'd think would have been a substantial redeeming feature but they were still horrible."

"They sound horrible! Not that I even really know what they consist of, but I had friends who were cooks and stuff, before, and - it just sounds like so much."

"In Ferelden do all of the heights of chairs correspond to how important people are? In Osirion all of the heights of chairs correspond to how important people are."

"That sounds awful. No, Ferelden is only slightly less egalitarian than the jokes make us sound. Well. Compared to most other people. The only people who really don't care who you are are the wardens. But, like, when we had a king he used to drink with random enlisted soldiers without any bodyguards."

"I think that'd make the pharaoh happy, even, but he can't - not that he's miserable, he has his council of a hundred and he has his family and he has his women and probably that's enough even for him. But - it's so unescapable -"

Nod.

He kicks the ground. "Is everyone here this rude to their slaves?"

"Wouldn't know. It's illegal in Ferelden. - slavery, I mean, not rudeness. People're rude to elves but it's a little less - this. Usually."

"I don't like this at all."

"It's not great. I think I was getting used to people mostly talking to the Gray Warden crest."

"I never talk to people with the -" hand motion - "but people don't usually treat random adventuring parties this way either! You'd think we'd burned down half the city and were claiming it was a dragon!"

"Yeah, I dunno what's up with that. They've never seen a plane shift before. I think. I could be wrong but I think we just - don't have those."

"I know you don't have clerics but it's a wizard spell too, just a bit later."

"Nah, I think both your kinds of magic are different. All the magic we have is pulling stuff from the Fade, the - place we go when we dream. It's, like, affected by your desires and mind state, and stuff. Mages can manipulate it even when they're awake, and - I guess magic is mostly pulling Fade effects from the other side of the Veil to this one. Draconis would explain it better, probably. But I think all of your magic is something else, and you can do different things with yours than we can."

"Huh."

"Yeah, so it's - if we hadn't landed right in a settlement you could have passed for normal mages, but - " Shrug. "They think something pretty weird is going on. And maybe that's all it is."

Nod.

Fazil casts Detect Poison on the food. Just to be safe.

This food is totally poisoned.