"...maybe I shouldn't say this, but bears and I traditionally do not get along, especially here." Seeing bears without the 'help' of potions is bad enough, but hallucinated ones on top of that? Ugh.

She reaches into her travel pack to retrieve the coins, listening to the elf's muttering. "Take the thirty, I'm not so strapped for cash that I don't have it to spare. Your halla ought to have enough. Are you heading to Skyhold, then?"