"Whoever made the Breach still has the object most likely to have caused it in his possession," Lavellan clarifies, thinking of the focus that he'd held aloft while holding her aloft. Of Solas' confession that it was elven in nature, how they needed this fortress to earn and keep the Inquisition's favor once they found out. "And we're beginning our search for it and him. But we have little to go on, and are only just recovering from the loss at Haven."

Holding out her hand, she lets the gash across the palm glow in the light of her room. "This can close rifts -- at least the smaller ones. I don't know how I got it, but I walked out of the Fade and into the remains of the Conclave. Like you did." Only he wasn't marked.