"Fair enough. I'd much rather take a man's wallet than start a bar fight, for example."

As he presumed, but making assumptions is rarely safe. Fate folds his hands together as he listens, then grins to himself. "Good for them. And you," he says, and that's the extent he can truly remark on it. He doesn't know much about the Qun, as most outsiders do not, but he thinks he understands enough to assert an opinion.

"You catch on fast. I'll admit that I was part of a Dalish clan once, but that was a very long time ago. I'm whatever I want to be now."