For a moment Lavellan's expression is disbelieving, but then she grins. Not sharp and biting as has been the case recently, but one that is almost relieved. Someone who might understand. "Dragons? I've only ever needed to fight a few, and certainly not in enough numbers to qualify as threatening my world. How does that work?"

Or did. As he's also managed to leave. Another point in his favor, Lavellan thinks. "A fairly large change." As was her's, but for the moment she keeps quiet of what she's doing currently. "Nothing good. It would have widened across Thedas, and let in untold amounts of demons. Chaos, in short."

Of the sort no one seemed to be able to handle on their own.