[One eyebrow raises, she takes a small breath. Prickly? She will remember that.] Hardly. Though caution is required, the ancient elves sealed many to prevent attacks, yet those that are unlocked: can you know for certain what lies behind them? I have been to their ruins and they are trapped, why should the eluvians be any different.

[There is also the tale of Clan Sabrae, the Blight sickness that slipped out to afflict two of their young hunters. Not her tale to tell unless she is pushed but one that kept her cautious when she worked, when she made her first moves.]

Celene is more your Empress than she is mine, of the two of us, I do not hail from Orlais. I was simply her advisor on the arcane. [Her position is convenient while it lasts, as well as suitably vague. She owes this woman nothing, but more than that she has Kieran. Kieran and his destiny that she must prepare him for it, the eluvians and what lies beyond undoubtedly a part of it, the knowledge that she will need to help prepare him. As she has from the start, she will keep him safe.] My knowledge is the Inquisition's knowledge. I have made it no secret that I came to offer aid.