[ She is rather surprised at how distant Leliana seems. They are not, of course, the closest of friends or comrades...but this is unlike her now, past the ball in Halamshiral, when she has gained some of her hope and strength. But she cannot even begin to guess - or realize - the true meaning behind Leliana's edges now.

For her part, however, she bristles at the title. ] I am neither 'lady' nor Inquisitor here, Leliana. You do not need to use formalities with me.

[ It is as close as she can manage to say, 'There is safety here', because there is not, and no amount of goading or encouraging would be able to change her mind. Nasrin cannot lie to her. Her nod, in turn, is solemn, and she turns to look for any Harts, any non-equine mounts for her to use. ]

I was...simply looking.

[ Truth be told, she does not feel comfortable in the Unseelie Court, and was using any excuse to go elsewhere. Though her mind remains on Thedas, threatened by both the war in the courts and Corypheus, her heart is also set on the future, and in recovering and preserving that which has been lost. Perhaps, just perhaps, she will find answers in a world away from home. ]

I had been told of strange spirits in Loch Noa and had been hoping to go looking for myself. It would...provide me some time to become acquainted to this world, and perhaps I would find answers away from the court.

[ And who better to explore the wilds than a Dalish? ]

You seem to have had a similar thought, though, or you would not be here.