Airthel had no qualms with the fifth man's presence if no one else did, and when no one seemed to object, he dropped the subject. He didn't have a problem with the human, he just found it a bit excessive to take five men on such a small errand. There would be little to no darkspawn so close to the city, or so far into Orlais in general, as far as he knew, and he doubted that a more serious threat awaited them at the man's location. The Dalish was glad he didn't need the coin associated with the job: likely the pay would be miniscule being split four ways. Airthel's payment for the service would most likely be the chance to harvest some different herbs from the area outside the city proper. He followed the group out.

His contribution to the conversation when they had assembled to speak to the spouse was brief, "If they had occupations, they could very well have enough coin for a room at an inn or tavern. They may not even be refugees; the chanter's board is for all citizens." His brow furrowed, "It may be beneficial to work our way looking for her back to the Cathedral. One of the Mothers or Sisters could have seen her or known her." The tattooed elf did not want to go all the way back to the beginning of this quest, but he wondered if that approach would consume less time. Regardless, the decision wasn't up to him, but to this new and, admittedly, slightly defunct, party. It was not the first time he had traveled among colored characters - he was considered one by more than a few - and almost laughed at the thought. At least this wouldn't be too dire.