Adelaide, unfortunately, cannot quite ignore the poor scout and the rather well feathered raven. Much as she attempts to pay Leliana mind she is somewhat fascinated by the battle of wits.

The Raven wins.

Barely managing to repress a snort, she turns her attention back to Leliana and the matter at hand. "What I found most frustrating- what broke my faith- was that we followed those standards in the Spire. We broke no rules. We met the standards the Chantry put forth for us- and we were killed anyway. If we cannot trust them to keep to their word, how can we have faith in them? When nothing we do is enough- we do not feel loved. The Maker has abandoned the world, that is what we are told. But the blame is placed upon us. The apprentices that still sing the Chant- I do not know how they can find comfort in it."