[For a moment, she's quiet, reassessing the surroundings. There is no danger, of course. No templars for anyone to run off and tell, and probably nobody who would run off and tell them in the first place. With a deep breath and a sigh, she looks up to acknowledge Kurloz's comforting gesture.]

Thank you. It's-... Where I come from, an accusation like that could be the death of me, if overheard by the wrong ears.