He can't go with her, not really, but he can experience a shadow of the Fade through others' eyes. To the strands of dreams that cling after they wake.

In this moment, however, her dreams seem more defined by what they conceal.

"It's a way to escape. Fill up with fog, and the pain goes away."

It hurts just to look at that shard, as if it were stuck inside his own sternum. His hand falls away from her forehead. He doesn't know what to do.

"I wish Solas were here."