"Your perspective is your perspective," she observes, mild as a lamb. "Just as mine is my own. I do not judge all of the Dalish by you, and nor should you judge each Circle mage by me - as I have no doubt you've already discovered."

Because while Benevenuta quietly and steadfastly agitates for freedom and supports, empathetic and patient, those who suffered the Circles - she makes no secret that her own experience was far from unpleasant. She could only have experienced more freedom if she'd been Dorian's peer in Tevinter instead of just in troublemaking, and she is respectful of the experiences of her Southern contemporaries but she never claims their struggle as hers; her memories of her time in the Circle that educated her are fond, quite probably fonder even than Vivienne's of Montsimmard.

And yet, in this particular matter, they could not be more opposed.

After a slight pause - and a bit of the tea - she tilts her hand.

"In all things, people say one thing and do another. It isn't particular to Vivienne, or to politicians; it is simply the way of a world that neither thanks nor rewards honesty. What someone says is one part. A small part, a place to begin, only."