[..... Stiles wasn't entirely sure whether or not he was impressed or slightly freaked out, because suddenly it looked like he had been drawn into that online rpg game he sometimes played, except this was definitely happening right in front of him instead of, you know, inside a computer.
He blinks at Hawke for a long moment, taking in her appearance, before deciding -- hell, he just went through nearly two weeks of weird people appearing here one by one, seeing his friends again and then losing them just as quickly, and quite frankly, this is exactly the kind of distraction he needs.
Now, a more polite person might greet Hawke first, or ask her whether or not she's alright and does she need some help in here-- Stiles, though, moves his gaze to land on the things she's selling, and points.]
Whoa, holy shit, are those- health potions? And is that an eyeball? Wow, I don't know whether that's awesome or morbid, probably both.
[A pause.] Also-- A dwarf, an elf, and a halfling walk into a bar. The bartender says, "What is this, some kind of joke?" [8D?]