seek for me never, keep your course true.

I feel I have been conspicuously silent on the fate of Laura Kint, but what can I say? She has done what I have done. I daresay I have done more, and worse. I wrote once of wishing to be held accountable for my crimes, but does she feel the same? I cannot... Simply put, there is no Assassin's Guild. Well, not outside Antiva... and there are other... I am muddling myself too much in detail.

Laura is not me. She is not like me. I cannot speak for her. I do not wish to, nor, I think, would she like me to. Our similarities are surface, and only seem of vast import because they are rare among the general populace of Thedas.

I wish there was something I could do for her, but my options are limited. Or perhaps I am just a coward.

I have been thinking lately, of... possibilities. Things we could be. Things that never were. Laura is... I hope she is alright. I hope she can overcome this, or even thrive afterward. Some cannot.

Some struggle. We all do...

“I am not what you perceive. I cannot be anything other than myself.” She did not flinch away from him, though a flinch was expected. “If you will harm me for it, I will suffer for being true to myself. That is the cause of suffering through all my life. What have I to fear?”

That is certainly... something.