We did nothing worth culling an alienage for. And that's the sort of thing that happens when elves draw attention to themselves. It's disproportionate, always. We could make a choice, if we were the only ones paying for it. But I can't make that choice on the behalf of the elves who would suffer for our honesty. And the people of the city will be fine, once they've got used to it. Maybe the Chantry could claim it and make something of it. It's a perfectly ordinary garden now, it isn't as if we were summoning demons.
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[Pel inhales and exhales slowly.]
We did nothing worth culling an alienage for. And that's the sort of thing that happens when elves draw attention to themselves. It's disproportionate, always. We could make a choice, if we were the only ones paying for it. But I can't make that choice on the behalf of the elves who would suffer for our honesty. And the people of the city will be fine, once they've got used to it. Maybe the Chantry could claim it and make something of it. It's a perfectly ordinary garden now, it isn't as if we were summoning demons.