Malcolm makes a sound of acknowledgement about the Warden concerns. Like with Templars and mages, opinions on them could go either way. They have, as a group, done a lot of damage.

But that's all he offers. All they can do is try and put a good spin on everything once they're there. The rest is in the Maker's hands. Malcolm perhaps is staring too hard at her, his eyes squinting just a hint at her. He's noticed, but he does her the favour of not asking. She'll notice that he's noticed, and that in itself is enough.

They are both subtle people when they want to be. And apparently they both want to be most of the time.

"You said you found his brother. Has he said anything of particular note yet?"