Alistair huffs out a laugh. He drags a hand down his face, then lets it fall back to his knee.
"That's what I worry about," he admits. "People've told me it's fine and I've fallen for it. Or -- demons've told me, I guess. There was this -- this happened back in the Blight, this sloth demon that pulled us into the Fade for a time. Passed me off to a desire demon once I was there. And..."
A rueful quirk of a smile.
"Everything was fine. I didn't suspect a thing. My sister was making me dinner. We were happy. If the Hero of Ferelden hadn't come along and knocked me out of it I don't know if I ever would've woken up."
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"That's what I worry about," he admits. "People've told me it's fine and I've fallen for it. Or -- demons've told me, I guess. There was this -- this happened back in the Blight, this sloth demon that pulled us into the Fade for a time. Passed me off to a desire demon once I was there. And..."
A rueful quirk of a smile.
"Everything was fine. I didn't suspect a thing. My sister was making me dinner. We were happy. If the Hero of Ferelden hadn't come along and knocked me out of it I don't know if I ever would've woken up."