[ Of all the people she expected to see here, to even approach her, it is not Solas. She does not think less of him for being among the Unseelie - she is here as well, after all - but she is more surprised that Solas, calm and kind and academic, would be here in the darkness of the courtyard, and would seem so casual about it.

Then again, did she expect him to be frightened or worried? It wouldn't become him.

Nasrin offers him a smile, still, as she turns to greet him. ]

I am. I don't think I can stay around the court for so long, not with so many strangers.

[ Perhaps she seems weak or afraid. But she longs to see this world, to know its secrets, to learn and to explore. Her smile broadens slightly, though its crease is gentle. ]

It's good to finally see another familiar face.