"Yes," Vega says, working herself up again, fixated on the flags. "And apparently it wasn't enough to come all the way from Tevinter, on my mare who is unused to such long distances, all alone, with no company. I suffered, to make it here, such terrible weather and road conditions, only to arrive and realise the Chantry is gone.

"Exploded—" she corrects, looking to Fifi for confirmation and sympathy, her hands squeezing up into tight fists. "Exploded! And because of this," she is brandishing her left fist now, shaking it in Fifi's direction, "I cannot leave, and must stay here until the war adjourns! This is a terrible inconvenience!"