"I didn't mean you were a puppy." She blushes, and even Zevran doesn't make her blush with the unceasing regularity that Alistair does. "Just ... our goals match." Wynne had joined their little expedition to help, but also to help safeguard her tower. Zevran had joined to save his own life. Leliana had joined because her Maker had told her to (and, Sereda suspects, because Lothering was getting awfully dull). Alistair was the only one who was a Grey Warden besides her. He understood.
She has to get control of this situation again before she makes an utter fool of herself. "I'm still grateful for you coming to get me, and for saying I can stay with you. I can handle most anything Ferelden throws at me, but this place ..." She wants him to smile; he's suddenly looking like someone ran over his favourite nug. He has a lovely smile.