[ He sees the wince and he judges it, instantly, from the depths of himself. ]

The Dalish do more harm than good. [ It comes out bitterly, and he has to bite his tongue. He had made offers, overtures, had tried, time and again, to help the clans, but they had refused him and his knowledge. It leaves him bitter and angry, frustrated with their foolishness. ] The images of your 'Gods' are nothing more than illusions that you follow blindly, ignoring the truth that is waiting for you to find it.