[It's nice to think of Anders getting smacked in the mouth. This is unfair only in the way that Bellamy doesn't know him personally. That makes it only a little unfair. It's the easiest thing in the world to have opinions on people you don't know anything about personally, whose crimes you think of in broad strokes.

It's less nice to think about somebody apologizing for the lightest infraction. Bellamy's mouth twists again as he looks away.]

We're supposed to move on and let it go. Tell ourselves the Wardens'll take care of him. The Champion of Kirkwall judged him, forgave him, absolved him. Maybe feeling bad means he's suffered enough, and if all that's not enough, then you think about mages and feel like what he did was 'cause he didn't have a choice.

[That last part is the part that sticks the worst. Bellamy knows about narrow choices. Killing innocent people. Without looking down at his hands, his thumb rubs almost compulsively over the knuckle of his index finger, over the ridge of his handwrap.]

I guess maybe she saw reason. Or someone convinced her to see reason, and told her to apologize. Maybe it was even an order--I don't know how much the Inquisition's got to do with this, but someone sold it to the Advisers.