[ He offers a nod before leading them through the keep, down old stone steps and older corridors. Skyhold is a patchwork of masonry, with new stone nestled into walls along the old, though there is still much work that needs to be done before the fortress could reclaim its old glory. The grounds are abuzz with activity, soldiers and nobles and servants wandering to and fro with purpose, and Solas snakes through them with practiced ease. He spares a polite nod, here and again, when he spots other members of the Inquisitor's traveling party. Cassandra, in particular, quirks an eyebrow at Jacob as she passes, equal parts curiosity and suspicion.

Solas speaks with Dennet, and thankfully the Inquisitor had already given her leave to grant Solas two mounts -- sturdy, fast horses that would bring them to the Emerald Graves in good time. Solas leads the horses to the Detective, handing him the reigns to one of them. ]

The journey may be a difficult one, if we ride hard. I hesitate to do so, given that you're out of practice. You will be of use to no one if you're too exhausted from the journey to think clearly.