Krem catches the new look and has to keep himself from laughing his mouthful of ale back out all over himself. Oh, no. He is going to have to keep this kid far, far away from the chief, who would be an absolutely terrible influence on him.

Not that Bull is in Kirkwall right now, but still. He makes a note of it for the future.

"Fire is good," he says, after swallowing. Hell, Dalish's fire had saved his ass in enough fights that he would know. Sometimes one well-placed storm of fireballs is entirely the difference between the Chargers winning and the Chargers retreating, no matter how many skulls he and Grim manage to bash in down on the ground. He gives the kid a reassuring thump on the back from across the table. "Don't see why they wouldn't." Other than because Southerners are, uh, wary of their mages of course, but Krem thinks that the Inquisition is working to change that down here.