That...isn't particularly reassuring, but Alistair lets it go. He doesn't know the man well enough to push.

"Well," he sighs instead, and folds down to sit next to the fire, "if you're worried about hurting me, don't. I've some idea of how to handle novices. Templar-trained ones might be another matter, but -- " he waves a dismissive hand, "I doubt it. So you're welcome to warm up and have some provisions as long as you're here."