It's not an explanation Inessa often gives, mostly because few really seem to understand the Circles from an elf's perspective. But that she doesn't have to explain further for Marilaine to understand prompts a smile. A rare lack of judgment is always treasured.

Ah, an orphanage. That answers some questions, though Inessa does her level best not to let her curiosity get in the way of her manners. "I suspect an orphanage would carry its own set of challenges, rather than privilege."

She follows through the short corridor leading into the enclosed garden. It's relatively quiet at this time, a few Chantry folk milling about near the chapel, and assorted others just walking around. As Garahel runs off to sniff at everything, Inessa smiles fondly. "That last is the part I love most, I admit it. Pets were foreign to my life, or most of it. But now, I wouldn't want it any other way."