When Jacob finished wondering about the Darkspawn, for now at least, Hawke felt a small sense of relief. She didn't mind answering a curious child's questions, but this was a grown man from what she could tell of his stubble lined, square jaw. Despite his mildly intimidating demeanour in that shoddy and dirty armour, he had the wide eyed look of someone much young, more dangerously curious. That was interesting. Maybe it was part of his excitable reaction at seeing the new talk of Kirkwall, fresh out of the Deep Roads with stories of her own to tell. But before they could leave, Aveline out her foot down firmly.<br/><br/>It was obvious why she wasn't a big fan of the darkspawn, after what happened to her husband on the way over from Ferelden. Jacob couldn't possibly know that, but Hawke presumed that recent delve underground pulled up a lot of old memories for Aveline, who likely decided to accompany her out of a sense of duty and obligation despite that discomfort. Reaching out, she placed a hand on the red headed woman's shoulder in an attempt to calm her down. Se and Varric were already locked in quit the glaring contest, which she didn't want to escalate, and Aveline turned a blind eye to so much of what they did already.<br/><br/>"I'm sure you could use a break from watching over Jacob and having to correct his behaviour, then," said Hawke genuinely. Every other time she offered for Aveline to take a day to herself, she declined - and this was the result. "But he'll be safe with us and his patrol out on the Wounded Coast, and you have my word that I'll assess his skill while we're there. I won't bring him back until he shows me that he can be a true guardsman," she concluded, hoping Aveline might agree. Very reluctantly, the Captain nodded stiffly, then shot one last glare toward Varric.<br/><br/>"Now can we go before the Tal Vashoth come out of their caves and see that there's no patrol around? They'll get to have all the fun!" Hawke declared, motioning for the rest of the gathering soldiers to follow her.