The Qunari was taken aback from the personal question, wondering what lead Valehna to ask such a thing. Perhaps she was missing her own people and wanted an outlet. Nevertheless, Tal wasn't much of a private person and didn't mind divulging the question.<br/><br/>"Sometimes. The Qunari I worked with. I don't miss the lifestyle, it was too much for me. I guess I miss being part of something though. When I was part of the Qun I had a place, I knew what I was doing." Tal shook his head, realising he'd probably said too much. "It's done now, though. I will never be accepted back, even if I asked to be." He decided to finish talking there. If she wanted to talk about the Dalish, he left a long enough silence for her to do so. He didn't want to press her for information, assuming that she was probably sensitive to such a topic.<br/><br/>"I guess you guys aren't so bad though." He finally said, smiling.<br/><br/>Ester didn't react in time to avoid the pebble, it bounced off her chest and landed on her mattress. She picked it up, running her thumb over it's smooth surface. She wouldn't throw it back, for fear she'd end up missing and hitting him in the head. Though it would amuse her to see such a thing, she figured it wasn't the best time to ruin the moment.<br/><br/>She found his answer interesting. "You were betrayed and yet you wonder why I don't trust easily?" She asked, raising a brow at him. Surely he should be the same? She didn't trust because she'd been let down by those she considered her family. Not that he would know such a thing.<br/><br/>The elf gave a small laugh at his assumption that it was forbidden magic. Technically, it was. She wasn't sure where the spell she'd used originated from, or what time frame. Most of that kind of magic originated from Tevinter. "Something like that." She replied, deciding not to say much more on the topic. They may be on talking terms but she wasn't about to reveal that she was<span style="font-style: italic">kind of</span>a blood mage.<br/><br/>She caught the pouch and her eyes lit up. She opened it up and pulled one of the berries off it's branch before popping it into her mouth. The mage closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the sweet taste of the berries. They wouldn't fill her up completely, but it was something. She continued to eat them as they spoke, trying to make them last a while.<br/><br/>Ester looked down at the empty fireplace. She could feel small goosebumps grow along her arms and she decided to light it. With a flick of her hand a flame appeared and began to grow. It didn't take long for each of the logs to catch fire, casting an orange glow over the room.