Shifting away from just discussing Felix to discussing the clan too is Ellana's fault, really, and yet it still comes as a surprise that Beleth is bringing this up now. It certainly is a delicate topic, but a sore one too; like a wound that refuses to heal correctly.

"I... I didn't consider that. She never taught me Keeper magic. She said I'd never become a Keeper." Her eyes lower to her lap, and she runs her thumb over a fingernail as she thinks. "I've never felt like I fit in because of that, you know. All Dalish mages are meant to be Keepers, except me. So I had to look beyond to figure out who I am, and I think I've found it here." She gestures out the barn doors.

"It sounds nice, Beleth," she murmurs. "I used to dream what my life would be like if your mother had sent me to another clan, and I was going to be a Keeper someday. But if that had happened, I would be there right now, watching the world fall apart and retreating further and further away from it, instead of here, trying to save it. I know she did me a favor, even though sometimes it hurt, because it led me here. I would love it if the clan allowed me to come back and visit, but I want to stay out here and make a difference."