[ Side-eyes this answer. That's not exactly what he asked. She must work directly for them. He closes his hand around it's awful green shard. ]

I haven't said I'll work for the Inquisition. [ He says, with a slight edge to his voice. ] I didn't choose to come here. I don't do this, I don't live inside stone walls or answer to a commander. I'm not a soldier.

[ Just, you know. For the avoidance of doubt. ]

I'm a sorcerer. In my world I travel widely, and use my skill to help protect people when they need it. I'd do the same here, of course, but I'd do better on the road than in a city in any case.