"The Inquisition can't do anything but kick them out of Skyhold," Alistair says, peeling himself off the wall he'd been leaning on to give Cullen a look that says--in as nice a way as it possibly can--I'm not afraid of you, I remember you before you found out about hair oil, "unless it's planning to take them all prisoner. They're here willingly, to help, the same as anyone. If you want to know what they'll do if it happens again, you ought to ask them."
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