"And to think you claim the Dalish are the short-sighted ones, clinging to the past." How hypocritical of him, Lavellan thinks. If they were different people, if this was a different moment and they were somewhere else, she might have reached out for him. Instead she attempts to walk in front of him, to cut him off so that he will have to look at her.

"You have a year and a day to learn," Lavellan points out, keeping her chin high and proud while staring him down. "Whatever else you're planning, you must account for that."

And that may be enough. She has to believe it will be.