[He nods along, listening intently. There's a little surprise in his expression at the implication that the thinness of the Veil might not be related to a large magical explosion, but it fades quickly as he continues listening. When she reaches the end his gaze flickers downward as well before returning to her face.]

For what it is worth, as little as that may be, I am sorry.

[Emmrich knows how he looks, dressed well, wearing an amount of jewelry that appears ostentatious outside Nevarra and Orlais. He won't ask her to overlook that.]

Is there still an issue there? With blood mages in the city? And if you need a lesson on how to keep jewelry on in the middle of chaos, I can perhaps give you some tips.