"Welllll..." He's trying so hard not to fidget, with mixed success. "It's how I was able to find Fiona. When you couldn't. We met when I lived at Skyhold, that's the obvious part, she was there under Inquisition protection as part of the mage alliance and -- anyway."
He puffs out a breath.
"It's more than that. I couldn't put it down to paper or I would've told you sooner. She's, ah. She's my mother, it turns out."
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(Maker, but he's missed her.)
"Welllll..." He's trying so hard not to fidget, with mixed success. "It's how I was able to find Fiona. When you couldn't. We met when I lived at Skyhold, that's the obvious part, she was there under Inquisition protection as part of the mage alliance and -- anyway."
He puffs out a breath.
"It's more than that. I couldn't put it down to paper or I would've told you sooner. She's, ah. She's my mother, it turns out."