"I did volunteer to go," Signy clarified, a moment before a smile hit her face—she had thought that Imenry would decide to go along, and been given the impression that the warrior would be allowed, but the fact that this was what Imenry chose, for herself, too? Even thought, at this point, it was rather obvious that Imenry was not hanging around out of hope of gold, or even glory, but because of friendship and loyalty. She'd had lingering doubts about going out to face a band of darkspawn of any significant size (the term horde had been bandied about but it seemed a mild exaggeration), and now, the doubts were shrinking. She stepped forward, just a little, to come closer to where Imenry had sat down, and peered off towards the ducks paddling in the distance.
One duck bobbed, and dove into the water, and Signy watched with rapt attention until it resurfaced. What had that been for? How long could they hold their breath? It was a moment before she found words again, and looked back down to Imenry. Well. It was not a long distance down, even with the human woman sitting and she, the dwarf, standing; "Two Wardens, and the bulk of the warriors here, are staying in case the darkspawn come for the village. They'll have warning, and a change to defend themselves." Two Wardens made sense; they would be able to sense the attack coming, not within enough time to prepare a great defense, but the town would not be taken completely unawares if they were vigilant.
Which was sort of in the code, if Signy remembered it well, or at all.
"And we haven't any lakes of water, though I've heard stories of other thaigs that were built on vast, underground reservoirs, or centered over rivers. Orzammar was not one of them; it was the lava, instead. And," she paused, before doubling back to what she'd started out talking about, before the ducks and the darkspawn musing, "it'll be good to have you along when we leave the town again. I don't think it'll be a very long trip, but all the same."