"Hopefully it's not the sort of tasks I'm used to. Mostly those involve killing bandits and such." Hawke closed the door behind them and led her to the sitting room he had cobbled together from random bits of furniture he found in his explorations.
He had expected her to turn up for those magic lessons eventually. With the new city he didn't think it would be for awhile yet. She had taken on a lot with her guard station and guarding business.
"If you're ready to try, I'm certainly ready to teach you what I can," he said as he sat down. He gestured for her to sit across from him. "Your magic being what it is, I can't promise my lessons will do anything for you but let's try."
After all, he taught his sister bits and pieces when their father was too busy. He could teach her, the question would be if her magic could respond to his lessons. What she had told him of her magic it was more than a bit different from his.