[Hawke nods slowly, intrigued and having a few ideas of her own, glancing to the bartender and waving for a new drink. ]

He has a soft spot for people who are a little lost, and I think we all are lost in this place. Cut off from what we know, who we were, with no idea of how to return to where we belong.

[Fenris has a soft spot for people who need help, but she isn't going to assume Kyna's one of them. At this point it seems like a sense of camaraderie. All of them in the same situation. It's a more confusing version of Kirkwall, where at least they really did all know what they were doing.]

That used to be our thing, helping people, albeit sometimes helping people by stabbing other people.