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So everything you do is always only for the good of the Inquisition, is it, Captain Flint?

I'm not asking you to do anything for the good of the Inqusition-- [Riftwatch. Whatever they want to call it] I'm saying that if you and I mean to make this organization do anything beyond cutting off Corypheus' head, that we're obligated to make our time do double the work.

[ That makes her settle down a bit. ]

But it's not wrong to - help people. As well. Even if they turn out to be rats.

You can do two things at once. One isn't required to unmake the other.

[ A long sigh. ]

And anyway, of course I was using the whole time to look at what's going on up there. The point was to gather intelligence, at least partially. It would have been stupid not to do that, and I'm not stupid.

[Carefully weaving around sentiments of 'Sure you did' and 'Then why not say so in the first place' to maintain an even and unaccusing tempo:]

Would you prefer to write that down as well, or to go through it now?

I didn't get anything good. So talking through it would really just be disappointing.

[A low sound - something like a laugh. Fair enough.

Less sharply now:] The next time you're compelled to walk into Tevinter, let's discuss it before the fact.

[ And growing less sharp herself: ]

Well - when we were planning this, you weren't head of Forces yet.

[ Would she have come to him if he were? Debatable. She doesn't tend to like a lot of input before she makes her bad choices. ]