He followed her, hopping between stones and nearly slipping on one - falling face first into the water would have been perfect - but he managed to reach the shore without incident. He grinned, leaning in to watch her check it over.

"Good, I'd hoped you like it. I met a trader - a someone down on his luck man from Orlais, trying to get to Tevinter and getting hopelessly lost. I guided him back to Starkhaven and he thanked me with this, and a rather tasty meal."

And a very interesting night, but that was not really a story to tell to the clan.