[ There's a sharp inhale of breath, then she replies without thinking, same as him. ]

Fuck you.

[ She's shocked herself that she's said it, but it's out there now and she won't apologize for it, because seriously, fuck him. ]

I grieved her in my own way. I prayed to the Creators to look after her soul. You don't get to throw that in my face like I've done something wrong here. You're just like your sister, you know. Always has to be right; always has to get in the last word to show how high and mighty you are. No, I don't want or need your help. And if you don't stop separating elves into Dalish or not, no elves need your help either. And guess what? I get the last word this time. Dirthara-ma.

[ And with that, she turns off her crystal. ]