Garahel lets out a happy wuff at the scratching, becoming a furry pile of happiness as long as it continues. Inessa doesn't mind, though. He's a good guard dog, and if he thought there was reason to suspect Kirk, he would never have shown his belly. So, that's good enough for her.

Pouring him some tea, Inessa nods at mention of the contribution. "That would be quite generous, thank you. I attempted to gather some for myself, though bears have proved to be something of a distraction." As they usually are in these parts. "You seek to join the Inquisiton, then? Or are you on a return trip?"