[something about that prompts a grating laugh. he's careful to give it voice before keying his crystal again.]

If they're doing no harm in walking those roads, ser--I'll let them find their own ways home. [or try to be at peace with it, though he worries. the Void's no picnic spot even if he thinks it more temporary than the Chantry does. nothing is lost.] But so many of them seek real hurt to others, intended or no. How is it compassionate to stand aside, then?