Hilda tilted her head and considered what she had said, when Thais expressed some confusion over the words; after a moment, she said in an expository voice, "Is an ekspression. Means dot I tink der boy vas havink fun at my ekspense. Not precisely lie, but fibbing."
Then, the question - and it made Hilda laugh, surprisingly! She had a good laugh, infectious, deep and heady from well in her chest, the kind of laugh that made men's heads turn in bars. As powerful and smooth as her voice was, it was no shock on that account. "So menny people ask me dot! I begin to vunder eef I should no become vun, simply to mekk it easier to eksplain. Nein, I am not Grey Warden," and again, perfect and careful with the proper name of the organization, as though names deserved more respect than normal speech did, "but I haff komm to know a few, in mein time here. Are hyu hear to become a Warden hyuself?"