[ They would get justice for Duncan and for the other Wardens. For her family, too, and not too far from their present. Robyn is a believer in mercy, but what Howe and Loghain did... isn't excusable. It had been beyond wrong, no matter what anyone said. In her mind, it was all evil.

She catches the emotion in his face and courteously glances away, not wanting to make him feel self-conscious, though Alistair does the same not long after. ]

I do. [ Robyn confirms softly. ] I mean it.

[ To her, it was obvious to see what the man had thought of the young Warden. He ought to know how much his mentor believed in him.

Somehow, his offer surprises her, and she looks up with something like wonder and then hastily glances back down again. ]

I- [ Something warm flutters in her chest at the thought of being able to talk about her family again, and she smiles down at their hands as she turns the idea over in her mind. ] ... I haven't spoken of them much at all since I've been here. Even in Ferelden, we... didn't have a lot of time.

[ Finally, she glances at him again, expression one of gratitude. ]

I would love that. If you really don't mind, that is. And you can tell me about the Wardens, some of your favorite stories or the trouble you got into.

[ It's easy to imagine that young recruits, even to the Grey Wardens, might have some silly instances to share. She's just relieved to be able to talk about her family after so long, and it feels a little as if a knot has loosened in her chest. ]

Ah- [ Robyn speaks up again suddenly, glancing around. ] Is... this where you go to get away, right here? Or is it somewhere else nearby?