Corraich was glad that his offer to help hadn't been met by any opposition from the group. One of the elves, a Dalish by the look of him, put forward a plan to find the missing husband. Not a bad one either, taking the direct route by just asking the wife where the husband might be. 

"I know how to read track if we get a rough location," stated Corraich. No doubt the Dalish could too, but it bore saying that Chasind trackers were the best in the world. 

It was at that point that a haughty little fellow barged into the conversation, much as Corraich had just seconds before. Still, there was something in his demeanour that set Corraich's hackles on edge, maybe just the arrogant way he thrust himself on the job. The big man reckoned he could stop the wee fellow coming if he 'didn't like it'. 

Still, no point making enemies were you could be making friends. He listened as the elf spoke against him coming, waiting to see how it played out.