[It's a dangerous, life-threatening situation! That calls for a bit of respect for one's commander and screaming 'Your Fereldeness' takes too long. He is being abused unjustly here! Rubbing at the spot she elbowed, Alistair pouts just so she knows how cruel she's being.]

If I'm lucky he'll fill up there and I'll get to keep all my bits till tomorrow.

[Following Robyn (see? he remembers!) up the stairs with a grin of his own - that grows wider as she starts walking backwards - he shakes his head. Then stops, nods and explains-]

He's not my mabari- [As guessed, the hound belongs to Aedan - chose him, for whatever reason.] But yes. They seem to get along great. Better than he gets along with the rest of us. Sten I mean, not the mabari. I like that dog. [Better than his master, that's for sure.] ... Was- Is he named for anyone? Calen?

[Given her hound here certainly is. And come to think of it-] If you have a different hound in Ferelden where did Oren come from? Did the crazy mansion just magic one up for you?

[Because one, weird, and two, he's not sure how he feels about a mabari made by a magic, memory-eating, kidnapping mansion. Mabari were supposed to have been created with magic to start with but still.]