"Oh yes, he's my new adopted brother. We've laid claim to each other, both being disastrous humans." Hawke's smile is fond. She has a tendency to adopt people. Family isn't only by blood, she knows that well. "He's always busy over there though, I'll likely go to him for help when they tear."

Hawe knows beggars can't be choosers. "Whoever's in charge here decided to give me my daggers and my bow, although it's broken into parts. I'll have to figure out a way to repair it."