[ She watches Varric still, silently weighing his words. He has to be an idiot if he really thinks that - that not talking about it magically means they won't become murders? It's ridiculous. At any other time, in any other place, she'd immediately rip that paper-thin facade to shreds - but she's sorely lacking in allies, or at least people who don't seem to dislike her on sight.

So eventually, she sighs and nods once, trying to look... not harmless, per say, but less imposing then she was a moment ago. ]

I suppose I am being a bit too harsh. It's not anyone's fault that we're stuck in such a dreadful situation - well, not anyone here's fault, at least. [ She smiles apologetically. ] I'll take your words under consideration, and try not to, ah, implicate anyone so openly.

[ Of course, she's... not going to stop thinking it, but she's at least making an "attempt". ]

I do hope we all make it out, of course. But one can hope and expect two different things quite easily. I hope we make it out alive, but I still expect at least someone will try other means. [ There's a beat, and then she laughs, briefly. ] Aaah, I suppose that means I also hope someone breaks my expectations...?