"Off the fucking ramparts, you were very clear the first time." And while Adelaide is very much of the mind hat it wouldn't be entirely unfair- it seems as though candid defenestration isn't going to be the next item on Alistair's schedule for the day. Door wide open as it is- Adelaide can see just past Alistair's shoulders and to where Felix is on the bed.

Alive.

Well.

And the tinge of ache that usually surrounded him gone.

What in Andraste's name?

A secret of some sort she'd already known with Wardens and their oaths but- it is gone. The Blight is gone from Felix as though he hadn't been wasting to nothing before her for the better part of the month. Her hand goes warm against Dorian's skin- eyes glowing as she pulls on Compassion's power for a better look at what's happened. Aside from a distinct lack of physical discomfort in Felix and a spike of it in one of the other Wardens nothing seems amiss. That in and of itself is horrifically suspicious.

She releases Dorian to weave in, pausing long enough to nudge Scipio with her staff. "Perhaps now would be a good time to actually make yourself useful- and fetch Felix a meal."

For her part she pauses just outside the door, glaring at Alistair. There is room enough for her to squeeze past but honestly? She should not have to do so. "Move."