Alistair, or Rendon Howe's boy. Well. He makes a grudging noise under his breath; he supposes that is only right, all things considered.

At her introduction, he hesitates only momentarily, then reaches out to accept her hand. "Loghain Mac Tir," he tells her. His eyes answer any startled query she might have: yes, that one. As for the rest: "--and, no, but you're kind to ask."