Ungrateful, but at least typical. I expected no better.

[He's had the past few years to grow used to being treated like an elf instead of the odd semi-human privileged status being Hawke's friend provided. The sneers, the stares, the comments . . . people think twice when they see his sword and his don't-fuck-with-me stare, but ah, he ought to be a little more careful.

His mouth is a thin line. He did his mourning years ago, but still, it hurts. He suspects it will always hurt a little. ]

They put a statue up for her, once. After she defeated the Arishok. I have not checked to see if it remains.

[He'll be angry if it hasn't and hurt if it has, so there's no point in going to see. And there's really no reason to be saying all this, except that he's drunk and high and the filter from brain to mouth is all but erased. But oh, speaking of her reminds him, and he glances over at Astarion.]

She was the first to kill him. Corypheus. We were there when he first awoke. And I have no doubt she thought herself responsible for all the horrors that he has caused.