Kate goes stalk still the moment 'burn' leaves Varric's mouth.

She turns over her shoulder, lack of amusement running wild across her features. Somehow, Felix's promise of healing is less than comforting in the wake of 'probably' and 'I suppose.'

"Right."

She digs a pair of worn leather gloves out of an inside pocket, and starts yanking them on. She agreed to help, and these blocks aren't going to move themselves.

"Let's get to it, then."