[ Despite the uncomfortable shoes, Lasulahn finds himself a little disappointed, though he keeps such thoughts to himself. If he was to be honest, he had looked forward to the idea of Zevran teaching him to dance. Though, spending time with him has made for a pleasant morning nonetheless. Besides, the rogue almost certainly has things to attend to. Lasulahn knows that he, as Inquisitor, does too. He cannot be selfish. ]

We are making for the Western Approach soon, but that won't be for a few days. [ He nods his confirmation, and offers a warm smile. ] Tomorrow, then.

[ Until then, he has reports to read, and meetings to attend. Cullen and Josephine had also suggested he see to some of the repairs being done to Skyhold, and whether they were to his liking. Lasulahn finds that in particular somewhat odd, as though Skyhold is his, to do with what he will. Sometimes the smallest aspects of the title 'Inquisitor' are the most difficult to truly grasp.

Lasulahn stands, tamping his heel lightly against the floor as though to readjust the position of the boot. He smiles again, warm and gentle. ] It means a great deal, you doing this. Thank you, Zevran.