Roran was watching the water rush from one bucket to the other as she thought about his questions. She hadn't seen Elsa use blood magic, but that didn't mean she wasn't a blood mage. She wasn't sure whether or not the woman was maleficar. "I don't know if she is. And she was at the Chantry, but I offered her a warm bath. I'm in charge of her," she explained, trying to make him see her reasoning. But as the last sentence left her mouth she felt awkward saying it. She was talking about Elsa as if she were a child or a dog.
Brynn's brow furrowed at his sister's confession of not knowing whether Elsa was a blood mage or not. Once the bucket was full, he started back towards the house, keeping the conversation going. "Wait you don't know if she uses blood magic but you invited her to our house?!" he asked, getting a letting incredulous.
When he put it that way, Brynn made sense, but that didn't matter to Roran. She didn't know if Elsa were a blood mage, but she didn't think she was one. Better than thinking, Roran didn't believe her to be one. Her gut told her that Elsa wasn't a maleficar. Now to make Brynn understand that. "She all but saved my life in that fight, Brynn. If she used blood magic, why would she have done that? Why not just use my life force to save her own?" she asked logically. Roran didn't know much about how blood magic worked, but she knew that it worked at the expense of others instead of at the expense of the caster.
Brynn shook his head lightly, seeing Roran's point but still not wanting to agree with her. As the got closer to their house, he put his hand on her shoulder lightly and stopped her. "I just hope you know what you're doing around her, Roran. Mage's are dangerous," he warned her, though it was a bit redundant.
She smiled at him anyway and nodded her head once. "I know. But I trust her," she answerd simply, taking the water bucket from her brother and entering the house again. Brynn didn't follow her, but Roran didn't expect him to really. Instead she poured the water into the same pot to heat it. Leaving it over the fire, she began gather the things she needed to wash the clothing. Setting the wash basin on the floor in front of the fire, she put the wash board on the table along with a bar of soap. Taking the pot off the fire, she poured the water into the wash bin and added Elsa's clothing to it as well.
Though the water was a bit hot, Roran stuck her hand in it to get the clothes thoroughly wet. Before getting started, she peeked into the wash room to check on Elsa. Seeing the woman was still asleep, Roran debated whether or not she should wake her or let her sleep. She decided to wake her so she could make use of the bath while it was still warm. She could always sleep later. Going back into the room, Roran squatted by the wash basin and put a hand lightly on Elsa's shoulder. "Elsa. Elsa, you need to wake up," she said softly, not wanting to scare the woman.