[A pity. They are marvels the likes of which shall never be recreated again, and once lost? Morrigan doesn't wish to think of it, a shadow of grief crossing her face for a moment, knowing what she felt each day she spent in them, when she took Leliana through. What might happen to them now with the Veil in the state it's in, she can only hazard terrible guesses.]

After Halamshiral I am certain there was even more reason to be swift. [Denerim's alienage had once been as bad as she thought she might see. If she should ever see Halamshiral, she knows she'll see worse.] Yet to use the paths, precision is necessary; as you say, you are no scholar of magic. Magic in some form or other is required for the paths, and the paths cannot be traversed without care.

[Not with darkened doors or the risk of things watching you from the shadows.]