Herian's mouth doesn't tug into a smile, not really. There's just a little flicker at the corner of her mouth, more a softening than something specifically mirthful or cheery. She— could not state easily her regard for either Sina or Pel, and perhaps not even her regard for the Dalish, in truth. It is a tangle.

"And you," she finally says, before clearing her throat - just faintly awkward. "I had heard the Inquisition had expanded its bases, but did not anticipate to see some faces away from Skyhold."

Which isn't meant to sound displeased, and she tries to shift her tone so as not to be cold, to convey that it's a good surprise.