"Not yet. I am sure they will." Her mouth twisted faintly, as she looked back at Leliana. "You see, I decided after what I saw in the Adamant's basement. We all have a line, somewhere, that we will not cross. Where we do not bend, and we do not break. I know we must do anything for the Blight -- but this was not for the Blight. This stank of desperation. And fear."

Her voice quieted, "And for this, good men and women died for no reason at all."