His acquiescence had her smile widening just slightly, a nod following as she started on one of the new crabs. It was still warm, the smooth shell heating her fingers. "It must take so much longer for you, though." Full plate mail had to have been such a nuisance sometimes, relaxing or no. If your armor was covered in blood or if it was dented, it would end up being an arduous task to undertake, more than just a simple shine.

She chuckled softly. "I'm surprised he didn't do either if he didn't even say a word." Pausing, she focused on popping off the shell. She stopped only when she saw a piece go flying from his end, grinning. "It's okay. If nothing else, Max'll go looking for it later."

That one needed an extra handful of water to help clean out the inside, but he had enough meat in him to be entirely worth it. "Knitting and tutoring. She sounds lovely, Cullen. I don't think I've ever known or heard of someone who tutors adults unless it's in the Chantry...and only then under special circumstances." It was rare but sometimes people came to the Chantry in Lothering to learn how to recite and read the Chant, if only to say in battle or on the road to protect them. "You worked with horses, your mother tutored... What did your father do?"