The Crows? She has been so consumed by other matters, so focused on investigating the circumstances surrounding the rift, that the suggestion catches her entirely off guard. Cassandra just stares for a moment, and then shakes her head firmly.
"No," she says. "No. I am not concerned about the Crows." She would never doubt Leliana's capabilities or her thoroughness, especially not in this matter - not where the safety of one of her friends was involved. Cassandra had not worried for a moment that Leliana would allow Zevran's life to be put at risk again.
She turns to follow Leliana's gaze, her own expression hardening as she presses her lips into a thin line.
"An elf," she replies. "But not one of Thedas. Her name is Galadriel, and she arrived through one of the rifts." A certain dark warning enters her tone at the last word - an unfamiliar one, in this context. Until now, she had never considered the rifters to be a threat. The fact that they were obviously not demons had been enough.
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"No," she says. "No. I am not concerned about the Crows." She would never doubt Leliana's capabilities or her thoroughness, especially not in this matter - not where the safety of one of her friends was involved. Cassandra had not worried for a moment that Leliana would allow Zevran's life to be put at risk again.
She turns to follow Leliana's gaze, her own expression hardening as she presses her lips into a thin line.
"An elf," she replies. "But not one of Thedas. Her name is Galadriel, and she arrived through one of the rifts." A certain dark warning enters her tone at the last word - an unfamiliar one, in this context. Until now, she had never considered the rifters to be a threat. The fact that they were obviously not demons had been enough.
How foolish she had been.