"Oh," she says, trying to think back and recall if she's met a man named Dorian. She doesn't think so. "From what you say, perhaps I should feel fortunate I haven't met him yet?" She turns and gets to cleaning one of the corners with her rag. The two Tevinters she knows -- Krem and Felix -- don't share their countrymen's views on elves, so she wonders what this Dorian person thinks of her people.

"So did you join to speak against his views, or because he dared you to?"