[ She doesn't answer him right away. She thinks on that for a bit, tossing another rock from hand to hand. It's not something she thinks of a lot. What she's scared of. ] Of course things frighten me. Everyone has fears. Even that Corypheus shithead has things he's afraid of, I'd bet. [ Another pause. ]

Losing my family. Losing my free will--being controlled by someone else. Being...unnecessary. Irrelevant. Waking up one day and realizing that there was no meaning to anything I did, and if I'd never been born, the world would be the same--or better. A half-elf bastard wasn't exactly easy on my mom.

[ She throws the stone, and doesn't even bother trying to skip it--Just chucks it in the river with all her strength, sending up a little wave of water. ]

Or, if you want to be a little more realistic and selfish, I'm terrified that one day I'm gonna fight darkspawn, they're going to overwhelm me, and I'm going to get dragged down and force-fed tainted flesh until I turn into one of those...monstrosities. Pumping out darkspawn until something can kill me.

[ She crosses her arms, expression unsettled, even talking about it. ]