It's the calmness in his voice, the hint of disdain, that unsettles her but tempers her anger at the same time. Because despite herself, he is right.

He is here, not there. As she is.

"I was forced to flee Tevinter when I was eight." She said bluntly. It wasn't an apology, but it was as close as he was getting. "The only hold on me that Tevinter has is death. That is what you use to name me 'Vint', Dorian."