Callum scoffs, but seems less confident in his argument. He doesn't know anything about what Templars really do, about lyrium and that whole situation, just that they're knights of the Chantry and supposedly embody goodness and purity. Or something like that.
"...they've got you lot doped then?" he asks hesitantly. "Like, twice a day?"

Cade suddenly mumbles something about the privy and gets up, excusing himself from the table. He's not too subtle about just walking out of the tavern instead. Well... more stumbling, and he has to catch himself on the doorframe.

Callum looks from him to Simon, obviously confused.