Falina blew out a broken sigh of relief, before she felt a quick stab of guilt. She hadn't expected something so simple or well intentioned, and looking into Signy's face, she couldn't fight away the icky, black feeling that needled it's way into her stomach. "Oh... I'm- I don't- I've never worn a dress." It seemed odd, but it was too frivolous of an indulgence, completely nonsensical in a Duster lifestyle.
She looked over her shoulder though, to the small pack in the corner; Falina did at least need new boots, another spare set of clothes. "But- I thank you for inviting me... if you don't mind, I do need somethings before we leave." She kicked the door frame nervously, feeling stupid (and possibly judged, Signy did spend her days in Orzammar with a Paragon, after all). Her boot was still stained dark with Maddock's blood, and it wouldn't come out, despite the scrubbing.
Falina gestured over to the small pack, pulling out the coin purse. "If you do mind, I guess we could just walk together, there is only one market."