"I don't know how much use I'd be to you tall fellows," he replies, smiling lopsidedly. "Best I can do is probably kneecap your enemies." Though that could be an effective strategy, come to think of it. He scratches his chin, considering.

"Honestly, friend," he admits after a moment, "I'm not sure how well I'd fit in with your Inquisition." That is, however, not a no.