[ She has to resist flinching, to hear it said out loud, so plainly. How many times has she given other Dalish a hard time for making such a decision? For wanting such a thing? It was wrong, a betrayal of the People, of her people. Of all the effort that she'd spent her life working for. ]
It doesn't make much sense, does it? I think that, considering everything that's happened, it would make more sense to want to go back. It's safer, I understand how it works, I'm not looked at as ignorant.
...But I don't want to go back.
[ Her fingers brush against her vallaslin, like she expects it to burn, or disappear, for voicing such a betrayal. ]
I mean--I will go. When everything is said and done. When Corypheus is defeated, or my mother gets tired of waiting, and sends for me, I'll go. Because that's my responsibility. Moreso than any responsibility I have to the Inquisition.
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It doesn't make much sense, does it? I think that, considering everything that's happened, it would make more sense to want to go back. It's safer, I understand how it works, I'm not looked at as ignorant.
...But I don't want to go back.
[ Her fingers brush against her vallaslin, like she expects it to burn, or disappear, for voicing such a betrayal. ]
I mean--I will go. When everything is said and done. When Corypheus is defeated, or my mother gets tired of waiting, and sends for me, I'll go. Because that's my responsibility. Moreso than any responsibility I have to the Inquisition.