Stories of Men enslaving others aren't quite unheard of in Middle-Earth but the thought of these these Men enslaving Elves was rather preposterous. Just the thought alone honestly earned his scorn and Aragorn doesn't know what to say about it. If anything, he's honestly suffering under a case of culture shock for the most part. Thedas was eerily similar to Middle-Earth but only in the sense that if all the 'good' were to leave Arda, it would become as cold and vile as Thedas. Try as he might to keep an impartial view about Thedas and its many cultures, Aragorn was quickly coming to dislike it.

"If you offer to give me a broader view about Thedas, then I greatly welcome it." The ranger said in a hushed whisper. "There's much about this world I do not know, I admit." He fell silent once the masked elf went further into detail regarding his interest in Galadriel. Aragorn could sympathize with the Dalish's fondness for Galadriel. The Lady of Light is a source of inspiration and sometimes fear. Not many were privileged to look upon her nevertheless meet her, so Aragorn can understand why the Elves of Clan Ashara were so keen about her. All the more reason for her to be freed from her cell. This insult ran deep within the blood of Elvenkind.

"Twisted Fate?" A slight smirk appeared upon his lips. "Interesting alias."