She notices that he leaves her side, and she only has the chance to wonder about that for a moment before he's back again, holding something out to her. She'd argue that she isn't crying, but she's tired of arguing, tired of talking in circles and trying to rationalize the fact that she'd been involved in a large group of people from the Inquisition who'd essentially ganged up on and killed a child.

She accepts the cloth from him, lightly dabbing at her eyes as she tries to make herself focus on the conversation. Anders needs comforting as much as she does, even if she has to keep forcing herself to remember that.

"There's never nothing. Nothing can be built out of nothing. It's basic science, where I'm from. It's called the Law of Conservation of Energy: energy can neither be created nor destroyed, only transferred. It's not too different from hope. Even if you begin to lose hope in one thing, you have to learn to have hope in something else. Otherwise you wouldn't be able to go on."