In Antiva, it takes careful consideration in reading a person when exchanging business. While Orlesians pride themselves in their fucking Game, Antivans are just full of scoundrels and thieves of all kinds. He's been swindled and lied to often in his life; reading a person is a skill that others are better at than him, but he'd like to think that by watching Galadriel, he gets the impression that she is being sincere with him.

When she agrees to teach him, Alejandro smiles faintly. It looks tired, but he nods his head once gratefully.

"It's..." Alejandro lets out an uneasy sigh. "Red lyrium's taken ... things away from people. And it's going to keep growing in Thedas, if Corypheus has his way. If the Red Templars have their way. Concealment's nice, but I want to protect people from its affects, if I can."

His real hand curls into a fist. "I don't want to make a weapon, necessarily. I just don't want this shit to keep on going."