"It could be worse. Bring Anders and Guard-Captain Aveline, and we'll spend the whole way sniping." He had nothing personally against the Guard-Captain. It was thanks to politics that they often found themselves unwittingly at odds.

"It has its charms. I don't mean to sell it short. At least there the nobility won't be tripping all over themselves to ingratiate themselves to you. That would be a novel change, right?" He kept his watch out ahead while they spoke.

He felt a small stab of guilt at hearing that, irrational in a way. He believed Templars protected the citizens of Thedas, mages too. Yet, it was difficult to know that in that act of protection, they made others' lives difficult and tense. "You're surprisingly open minded toward Templars for having gone through all of that." He wouldn't have blamed her if she hated them on sight, him in particular after he took her sister.

It took another moment or two before he saw it. "I think you're right. If you want to go ahead and lower the sail and tie it, I'm going to row us the rest of the way. This wind is too brisk for me to trust my tacking through a narrow inlet."