"Time will tell." Which isn't a yes or a no. If she ends up hating the Inquisition or -- worse yet -- bored stiff of it, she might just leave. "But I'll give it a shot for a little while, at least, so I'd be happy to take the extra off your hands." Free shit? Yes, please.

Her daggers now move as a blur as she stabs, slices, and stabs again with the second blades on the back. Blood is flying everywhere, which just spurs her on all the harder to leave the bear in a pool of it. Hey, it's the bear's fault for chasing after her. It could have turned around and headed back to its cave. That's her philosophy.