Karis aims another half-hearted, plate-booted stomp at something else that looks like it might possibly be pretty and a source of joy for local children and romantics before she's pointed away. It's subtle - she can tell he's trying to redirect her and that irritates her to no end, but the question - well, that really is an impressive wall, isn't it? She clicks her tongue against her teeth for a moment, eying the stonework. "First off, try telling me that when I used to be able to see color. It's all gray and..."

She trails off, muttering darkly about how he can't judge her and he's got no right to tell her what she can and can't appreciate and if he does it again, she'll give him a boot where it hurts. So there.

As for the wall?

"...reminds me of the Greymane Wall, back home. Really big, really strong and designed to keep something out. Or in, really." She squints at it - she's no mason, but she has an eye for military fortifications. Plus, she'd ransacked half a dozen troll cities, so you got used to trying to tell what was valuable. "Meh. Could be warning against bad spirits for all I know. Maybe it's the local lord's crest or somethin'."