"No." Loghain's answer is instantaneous, quiet. Succinct. He provides no excuses, make no attempts to justify himself, his rationale, his dedication to Ferelden--it's all irrelevant, to the dead and to the living. Instead, he takes a breath, then sighs it out, his expression distant.

However he does his penance, only the Maker can grant him absolution. He knows better than to look for it in the eyes of anyone else.