"I don't know. I haven't seen her since we all left Kirkwall," he admitted. Not that he really wanted to see her. "We parted not long after the Chantry exploded."

He cocked his head, looking at the Seeker. "Why are you sorry?" That was not the response he had expected if he were being honest. "It isn't your fault the world went mad." Because let's face it - that is what happened.