Teachable skills, [ he assures her. As if in demonstration for the life she'll now be leading as a Warden-Recruit, he reaches over her arm to tap his ring finger against a line on the map in front of her. (He's still wearing her beady thing. She is welcome not to care.) ] It's Orlais. It doesn't look like anything familiar because it's the Deep Roads. That dark part is the Abyssal Rift. Adamant Fortress would be about... here. Griffon Wing Keep somewhere up there.

[ He transitions from vague and dismissive finger-flicking in a northwesterly direction to more tapping, this time where the map is blank save a symbol. ]

Terrible Warden secrets here.