The frown is noted, as is the accent, and Korrin realizes she's dealing with someone not quite fluent. Her responding smile is a little apologetic, and when she speaks up again, it's in Orlesian. Orlesian with a strong Marcher accent, but conversational Orlesian nonetheless.

"It's alright. There aren't that many of us in the south, mercenaries mostly. I don't expect everyone to be familiar, just hopefully non-hostile. The Inquisition's here on common purpose." She notices the attempt to cover that glow and keeps her gaze from it, though her bluntness surfaces again, not unkindly. "Is it new? If it hurts, the healers at the Gallows should be able to help you. Otherwise, it will fade after a while. At least, that's what the shardbearers themselves tell me."