"...Well, when you put it that way." Bethany said wryly, a smile hinting at her lips as she pushed the plate of grapes towards the woman, "Help yourself." She sighed for a moment, because sooner or later the woman was going to make a more pointed point that she didn't need to cover up when they were knew they were both Wardens.

So she pushed back her hood enough so her face could be seen, as well as the distinctive red bandanna around her throat. If her face wasn't well known, well, that bandanna would be.

One corner of her mouth dimpled, as she folded her arms on the table. "I couldn't agree more - and if you're like me -- then maybe you'd like to come to the Inquisition with us."