Hawke will help get her somewhere dry soon enough. Right now, there are more important things to deal with. Like that question and how Hawke still doesn't know the answer.

"Originally, yes," Hawke agrees slowly. Her accent gives her away every time, but she isn't sure if she would count herself as Ferelden anymore. She'd once told King Alistair that Kirkwall was her home more than Ferelden, and though she would agree with that statement now, she doesn't know that she would call either of them home anymore. "Born in Lothering, moved to Kirkwall." An eyebrow arches suspiciously. She's surprised she hasn't been recognized on sight, though maybe that's for the better.

"Hawke," she finally offers as an introduction before shaking her head at the question. "If we are, the Maker owes us all rather than the Chantry." Pause. "No, actually, I like the idea of being owed by the Chantry a second time. Let's go with that."