[She holds up her hands as if in mild surrender, the gesture lacking any sort of real sway to it. Elissa gives him a sympathetic smile.]

No offense taken, really. And even if I was queen, I would still want you to be less formal. You can call me Elissa. Or Warden. Or Cousland. Whichever you prefer.

[And maybe one day there'll be some coherency to the names she's called among her peers.]

I'm sorry for the disappointment. Hopefully a Grey Warden can still suffice?