"Death can be a mercy, also. Mercy and vengeance are taking many forms. I began to read the Chant of Light. I think the Maker is an angry gods, but his Lady Andraste is hard to say. Leading armies to stop slavery; it is vengeance and mercy at the same times."

Helena is very bad at answering direct question, or maybe just doesn't care to until it is convenient to her, personally.

"Not Chantry. I am of different church." Her head tilts to the side, a mirror to Bie's tilt, though the angle goes further, seems a little unhinged. In the technical sense of hanging off a hinge, moreso than the other sense, although it certainly couldn't be entirely disentangled from that meaning.

"Are you Chantry?"