"And you have to do it for, what, years?" She shook her head as well and gave him a sympathetic smile. "At least you don't have to do it any longer." Disgusting job that it was, she didn't wish it on any recruit or any servant.

She nodded, scrubbing at the bowl. "I'm grateful for them. Not just because of the work they do but because there's always someone here, if that makes sense." She had someone to field visitors before she needed to see them and she'd never really been alone when her mother died. Hawke chuckled softly and handed him the second plate when he was finished drying the first. "You can introduce them to seafood night, now."