Brigham glances over his shoulder towards the Herald momentarily, before returning to his task - little more than busying himself, unsure of how to deal with such praise. It was unlike him to be caught off guard for something like a minor compliment. Perhaps it was because the Herald... yes. It was certainly not unreasonable, he thinks.

Solas... the elf apostate. The Enchanter disapproves of apostasy, but even he acknowledges the man's control over magic. He respects him for that, besides seeming generally reasonable (something most apostates he'd met, and even some Circle mages, lacked utterly). "I am humbled," he answers quietly. "I will do my best to remain worth of such praise."