Cullen stiffens before he can catch himself; sitting right next to Alistair, it'd be hard not to notice.

A breath in, and out, slow, measured.






"Do you know," he says, "how many times I wished I'd died up there. Or how many times I cursed you lot for pulling me out of there at all. I don't feel that way now."

Steelier: "But if you feel it necessary to think about this as my revenge for saving my life, I can't stop you."