"That is Thedas' curse," she muses, softly. "Forcing all of us to endure."

Enduring was not the same as living. Enduring might be done at the expense of others, might be an excuse for all manner of cruelty. Leliana herself endured, and she did not recommend it.

"Very well," is all she says. She has no disagreement or counter to offer. And, after a moment of consideration, Leliana's gaze shifts back to the desert. "What is your hope for the future of the Wardens, Bethany?"