"The elves in the cities too, they have different fears and difficulties to the Dalish but I know that life." The Dalish have mages to worry about but Araceli can remember what it looks like when a person is too hungry to even attempt to steal, she wouldn't doubt that if she had spent longer in Val Royeaux that she would have seen that. "That was why I stole: I was good. I was very good. If I relieved the nobles of their jewels and their treasures to buy food for my building? I had less to lose than them, if they had tried and been caught?"

She doesn't feel the need to continue since there must be some places with harsh punishments for thievery but the glance at her hand might be enough; an artist losing a hand? They'd starve for certain after that.

"It isn't a secret who I study under, or what she believes in. I want the work I do with her and the Inquisition to support those that I can. Not just the people I've come to love or care about but I grew up without knowing what magic was. Was I scared when I first saw it in Thedas? No. I was delighted. That should be how it is."