Like calls to like, one might argue. Lavellan doesn't blink, still staring up at him with hard eyes -- determined, as she always is, to make him see reason. A losing battle, maybe, but Lavellan has nothing more to lose. What is a year and a day of trying to sway him? She may not have another chance at this.

"Nor did I. Your presence here is a surprise, but I won't let you think I will simply let you wander around without trying to change your mind." An unexpected gift, to be sure, and one Lavellan isn't going to waste. If only she knew what he agreed to, although she would not be surprised if it was something to aid him. As her's was. "And if that does not work--" Well. He knows what she swore to do.