They could. But that would get snake ichor all over herself and that simply wasn't appealing. It was bad enough in the wild, looting bodies in hopes of finding the right materials for armor or a weapon for one of her companions. But Lila loved them and wanted them to be happy, so she did it all.

And Lila giggles merrily at the thought of the Iron Bull arriving and knowing neither of them. "I almost want it to happen. There have to be infinite versions of our worlds, all with different turning points. Though, you and me, we're turning points all by ourselves. Who knows who else might have been us if we hadn't heard the commotion."

And the Orlesian bow makes her smile a little. She likes her fellow Inquisitor more than she liked any Orlesian. Other than Leliana and she was technically Fereldan. But in the meantime, Lila herself is looking for a weapon to help. No mage staves! Not okay! But she selects a curved dagger, the kind which would do more damage being pulled out than going in for herself.

"I think it's a good idea to expect the worst. With any luck, we won't run into Corephy-buttface on the way." She liked giving Corypheus stupid names. Sera helped. It cut him down to size in her mind.