Leliana looks towards Cassandra, then, there is frost in her expression and a bitterness in her voice that might be better suited to a howling mountaintop than the flats of the Western Approach. "That is exactly what they would ask. They want back the girl they knew in the Blight. They want a person who was delusional in her idealism, in her beliefs of how it was the world could be saved and bettered."

It was a painful truth to grasp about oneself.

Leliana shakes her head. "I had to change, Cassandra, to be effective, and it was not enough to protect Justinia or to help the condition of mages and elves. Whatever I must do to ensure that people are safe and to protect this Inquisition will be done. There is no room for flexibility."