Mesaraih could only response by biting his lip a bit nervously at Ester's question, but Valehna and Tal entered the house before he could say anything else. He smirked at Valehna and winked at Tal. "We'll be fine, mother," he said in the same light tone.<br/><br/>He nodded to Ester as she went around the corner to change clothes, then grabbed his chestpiece from the side of the bed and strode out of the house. He made his way to the lake, letting the chill air that floated above the water's surface shroud his bare chest. He cupped his hand and drank some of the water, then splashed some onto his wound again. It was almost uncomfortably cold, but it also felt good to keep the cut clean and cool. He picked up a pebble near the shore and flicked it at the water, watching as it bounced a whole ten times before plodding into the lake.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna settled down on the bed, glad to see the fireplace roaring with flames still. She twirled her red hair around a finger for the moment, watching its color shift with the lighting in the room. It was an old habit, but it brought back unpleasant memories, so she stopped and lied on the bed instead. She cast an eye over to the Qunari as he began to settle onto his bed. His armor was still fully on. It made him glimmer somewhat, the fire reflecting off its smoother surfaces.<br/><br/>"Not much of one to sleep comfortably, are you?" she asked, slipping the blanket over body and wrapping herself tightly in it.</span>