But that is precisely my point, Mister Dickerson! If I agree to fetch you the name of a Warden from Orzammar—and truly, I have no objection to the basis of the idea whatsoever—it seems to me highly unjust to allow the consequences of the thing to be entirely yours. I would be your saboteur. No, I would be the very instrument of the thing—
[Here, a sudden sharp course change—as pointed and as surgical as a dagger punched between ribs.]
Do you count him among your friends, Mister Dickerson?
no subject
[Here, a sudden sharp course change—as pointed and as surgical as a dagger punched between ribs.]
Do you count him among your friends, Mister Dickerson?