Fiona could not honestly say this would have been the life she would have chosen for Alistair, the life of a Grey Warden. Still there was clearly a great deal more to it than earning ones place among the Grey Wardens. Who truly earns such a thing, but the strong possibility of his chances of surviving The Joining? This made Alistair a reasonable candidate, and tactically she could understand why, but also Fiona had her own personal feelings on the matter. Alistair as a Grey Warden was more complicated than that and Fiona knew exactly what it meant.

"The situation was...unanticipated on Zevran's part," she couldn't believe she was saying it, given the ferocity with which she suggested they let the matter go, and she would probably deny it later, "that illness was the catalyst for this meeting, Zevran saw something that I never intended to speak to anyone about, incidentally...and he gave me the ultimatum...either I tell you or he would. So I asked him to give me a bit of time, just until things had calmed down a bit."