Noah remained standing. The two had been well enough to come to Denerim and looked well enough that he thought they did not need him. They were not close but appeared well-supplied. Possibly with more money than he expected, though sadly not the need to part with it.
He subsequently shrugged. "If you have your health, you have everything. I see no need to help."
As he waited for an answer he couldn't help but feel he was being lazy. He was comfortable here; he didn't need to make a show of magic. It was a place he rarely got the chance to visit and he wanted it savoured. He took a chair and rested his palms on the table.
"If this is mere brusing, I imagine there's another reason you're here, non?"