Too much division and infighting indeed. Cassandra agrees, and she regrets the chasm that has emerged between the Chantry and the Inquisition, but there is nothing to be done. They cannot slink groveling back to the Chantry like a whipped dog, not while Corypheus is yet a threat, and neither can they force the leaders of the Chantry to stand beside them.

She shakes her head at his musing, not in denial or dismissal but in uncertainty. "I suppose it is possible. But we cannot say for sure. And in the end, it makes no matter. The threat is the same, either way." She pauses, considering. "Perhaps it is not coincidence. Perhaps it is the Maker, testing us."