Being pelted with things wasn't exactly Cullen's idea of a friendly gesture, but when he saw the source of it, he relaxed very slightly. Tabris was something like a whirlwind blowing around wherever she went. Even in the arena, he'd found himself wondering how she didn't manage to exhaust herself, as quickly as the questions and quips fell from her lips. It could be exhausting to experience the other side of, at times, too.

"Er, quite," he said, not even quite sure what he was responding to. Out of politeness more than anything else, he took a morsel of what he quickly determined was chocolate, and popped it into his mouth. He didn't get much of the stuff, either, though Skyhold could probably get practically anything. Cullen just wasn't much of a chocolate-eater, though he couldn't deny this was good.

"Yes, I've seen Adella," he said then. "Thank the Maker she's unharmed." Almost an automatic response, but an earnest one as well.