They seem like a rather impolite sort anyway. These clothes are hardly suited for traipsing through the wilds.

[ merrill tugs on her clothes a bit. thankfully, her newfound midas touch doesn't seem to work on things she's wearing. ]

But.. alright. I trust you, Hawke. [ a pause. ] I hope that's not a strange thing to say. But you're the only friend I have here. The only friend I have anywhere, really.