Cullen glances up from the scroll Charter's handed him.

"Something like that," he says, and taps an entry on the list. "That one."

"Of course, Commander," Charter says. "If there's nothing else...?"

"No. We won't be far. Thank you."

Charter slips out, a few other scrolls in hand.

Cullen gives Alistair a faint, crooked smile, and goes to Lavellan's chest of wonders. "I've no idea if this is an actual upgrade for you, but that's not quite the point."