Excuses, excuses. Inessa snaps out of her shock enough to close the distance, beating against his chest with her small fists. "No, this would not have happened! We succumb to the taint, not red lyrium! I told you not to lie to me, Kain! Lies by omission still count! I told you--"

And then she can't speak anymore for the lump in her throat, lowering her head and fists with a choked sound.