"I didn't say you couldn't," Lavellan says in an attempt to pacify him, holding out her hand to calm him. "But someone your age fighting isn't a common sight." Even in Thedas, which Lavellen thinks is saying something -- after all, she's fought demons and Templars with rocks growing out of them, and Darkspawn, and whatever else it's thrown at her. But no children. Never children.

The kick brings her attention to his legs, and she frowns further. "It will be an uphill battle when you're surrounded by people unfamiliar with 'androids'." Something he no doubt knows. "But your... function?" Is that the right word? Must be. "Is clearly not determined by anything else other than what you were programmed to do. It may not be impossible to change that."

Which is hypocritical coming from Lavellan -- not knowing what to do now that everything she thought she knew had been taken from her, exposed as a lie. But she's always been a hypocrite.