Mmm—oh, in the bad way? [ asks one semi-secret goofball of the other, as the petting turns him into a pliant new chair-cushion under and around Byerly. ] And she was that upset?

[ On one hand, he can see it: a rifter, a young woman, her wild-to-Thedas ideas and enthusiasm. It must be an uphill battle to be taken seriously. On the other hand, she seems to be handling herself quite well with most everyone else. ]

I am glad she cares what you think, at least. Ten points in her favor.