For a few seconds, when Ellana launches forward, there's a lightning fast mood shift. Beleth jerks back like Ellana had come at her with a weapon, face frozen in an expression of undeniable fear. She stays like that, tense and terrified, ready to bolt or scream or fight for her life, for the few breaths it takes for her to collect herself. Also embarrassing. Wonderful.

Once her reasoning ability reconnects with her brain and assures her that Ellana isn't about to take a sword and attempt to run her through, the anger flows back in--but somewhat tampered. She moves to the top of the stairs, feeling slightly better with an exit right in front of her.

"I am here," She began, looking at her hands, tone more sullen than enraged now. "Because it is my duty to help the Inquisition, as I promised the Keeper, as I promised when I joined. And I will fulfill that duty to the best of my ability. And once the Inquisition has dealt with Corypheus and his followers, I will return to the clan, which is also my duty. It's not particularly complicated."