It's that way Loghain looks at him that gives him the greatest number of creeps. That morbid fascination, as if waiting for him to remind him of someone he actually knows. Nathaniel thinks it highly possible that Loghain knew his father better than he ever did.

He lets the moment pass, absorbing the information given. Then he gives a faint nod. There is no clear path forward, when it is Loghain. Loghain fought an Archdemon, which all other living Grey Wardens but one can only dream of. That earns significant dignity.

"I'm glad you finally turned up." Nathaniel can help the backhanded compliment, but he doesn't feel like the extra effort is worth spending on Loghain. "Regardless of your record with the Grey Wardens, you are still among the greatest generals in history. I don't believe it would be in your character to side with a darkspawn Tevinter, at least, so the chances of you being a double-agent are slim, in my estimation. Which leaves us only one order of business, beyond any manner of question you might have for me."

Nathaniel purses his lips and waits for Loghain to look him in the eye.

"I don't know what the queen has told you, if she has had the chance to tell you anything. Jonas Cousland was found. He was badly wounded by darkspawn and passed away shortly after. We could not save him."