"I have not. I don't think they're here. If they're wise, they'll stay where it's safe." If the fighters present fall, Alistair would need to fight to keep the Hold and the others safe. She knew Zevran and Nathaniel would interfere, at the very least, and Anders would keep the infirmary safe. She could be grateful for that much.

With a nod, she twirled her sword in hand and turned back to the enemies in the distance. "Come on. Let's keep going." But as she made to go, she finally took notice of the staff on his back. "...Duncan, whose is that?"