ID, huh? Like a crate of goods on a ship. A thing. The Inquisitor didn't share this observation, but she was inclined to cut him some slack in light of it.

"...You find anyone in charge around here to yell at about it, be sure to let me know," Alley grunted, stepping away to give the big guy space again now that they weren't both gawking at the crew list.

He didn't take up nearly as much space as, say, Iron Bull. But he was pretty big for a shem, and she was pretty average for an elf. Especially an alienage elf.