He nods, short and understanding. He arrived late to Haven, having come too late for the Conclave and pausing for hearing of its destruction, then remaining away until hearing then of the Inquisition and its endeavors. Still, he has seen the work asked of the Herald before his appointment as Inquisitor, and especially now - indeed, 'no more than usual' was still a goodly amount.

"The soldiers have taken proper precaution, so no, thankfully. A few have come close, through no fault of their own, but permanent damage has been avoided." He glances to the side, in the direction of the tiny village, now entirely gone. "The true miracle has been our avoidance of the plague that swept through before we arrived."