Loghain weathers Alistair's fury with a grimace, but doesn't stop him, doesn't interrupt, doesn't look away from his face. He waits out the vitriol like it's a passing storm he's stuck in without shelter, and there's nothing to do about it except endure. So he does.

"As far as I know, there's no one left in Thedas who can tell me I have to put up with you."

He lets silence be his answer to that for just long enough to see if Alistair is going to add anything else. When nothing appears forthcoming, he takes a weary breath. "Then it appears that, as the only remaining Senior Warden in the Free Marches, I owe you my report." Grimly, he adds, "Whether we like it or not."