"No really, anyone who doesn't recognize you for the handsome dwarf you are is clearly blind," She takes the seat without hesitation, leaning back, trying to relax her shoulders. It doesn't really work, even with the familiar face Hawke is wound up like a tight spring. She'll either snap or spring out with the force of an arrow. She waves a hand in the air dismissively. "Half a day, had to spend a few hours gorging myself senseless. Do you know how long it has been since I've had good food?"

Not offense to Alistair ( she flinches without meaning to ) but dried meat and unknown berry surprise wasn't the best meals.