"Oh, that's useful," Merrill said, eyes lighting up some at Rey's particular power. She could do something similar herself, though she needed something living to do that.

"There's always someone who reacts poorly," Merrill said. "If not to the magic, then to the ears. I'm used to it." City elves were docile little things to the shem. The Dalish were nightmares in the forests to them. She knew. She didn't much like that she knew, but she knew.

"How much are the rooms here?" she asked, looking at her pouch. She'd spent too much on healing potions during her trip. It was- She really needed to learn to make those herself.