[Finally a subject he's far more comfortable talking about. Whether or not Lavellan can see it, a grin spread across his lips. He glanced to the name of the very tavern he sat at, then brought up the TPS and forwarded his coordinates to the man.]

See if you can't figure that out. If not, I'm sending you the name of the tavern I'm at. Ask around -- if you're lucky, you just might catch me while I'm still here.