[ the noise ness makes is both baffled and involuntary, and only barely precipitates her dropping her crystal like it's stung her. the pause that follows is short, but full of mental questions—is this flirting? is this normal in thedas? is she overreacting? (yes, obviously.) if it is flirting, does it mean anything? sometimes flirting doesn't mean anything, she's read about that. ]

Yes, [ she says, dignified, cool, collected, a person who hasn't been staring in abject confusion at a rock on her desk for the past few seconds. ] I'll grab the tent kit and meet you in front of the central tower.