"True enough. I'm under the impression he controls the Red Templars to a degree, so one must wonder the connection of red lyrium, the Archdemon, and the Blight. If there's an answer, I don't have it." Not that he's terribly inclined to research it himself, but it has been some passing thoughts of his. He's not a mage who desires much knowledge in regard to these matters; best to leave it to someone else who is passionate about it. "Such is the way of it; religion is often utilized to excuse actions, not usually because it truly guides a person."

The honesty from Morrigan makes him pause, and soften somewhat. Twisted Fate folds his fingers together and glances away for a moment in thought before he responds, "The choices we make for children can either be better than those who tried to raise us, or we can continue their poor choices. If you're doing the former, then I think he's likely in good hands, if you don't mind my saying."

He doesn't know much of anything about Flemeth beyond rumors and tales; he couldn't say for certain, but he's gotten nothing but impressions that Morrigan truly cares for her son. That's enough to satisfy any potential concerns or thoughts.