You're ridiculous. [ It's said with good humour. Already, she reminds him of a few of his friends back home.

She brings up a good point. It definitely makes him think for a moment. ]

I couldn't really pick. They're both pretty terrible, but the with the spiders it'd probably be a slow death. Paralytic poisons and then the slow eating. You know, perhaps the spiders are worse.

[ So it looks like she won this one as well. But, as jokes are given the smile soon turns into a curious line across his face.

Isabela. A former sea captain. Now that's...definitely very familiar sounding. Hadn't there been an Isabela in Varric's "Tale of the Champion." Hadn't he been friends with one? Could this be she?

Still, she has a slew of questions that he won't ignore. After all now he has his own.]

It's good to meet you Isabela, you can call me Senren Lavellan.

[ He wouldn't be dropping his title right now. That could wait. ]

I've never been to this part of this country so I'm afraid I know little of the waters we're on or where we are.
As for the Dalish thing, I suppose it's the tattoos that give it a way. [ So that was a yes to confirm that. ]

I wouldn't blame you for thinking that. We're a small number among the waking. A few of my friends and acquaintances are awake among our number. However, now I have a few questions for you, Isabela.

Do you know a certain dwarf named Varric? Famous author, wrote "Hard in Hightown." Impeccable chest hair?