Solas listens to the proposal, and hears too what he is not saying. It is an audacious supposition, though not without merit. It should not surprising that Felassan is making the suggestion, nor that he came to it independently; they are old hands at opposing the gods, together. Perhaps, with time, they shall be so again.

"We shall see," He agrees. If all else fails, then this is inarguably a second chance, to speak once again to a friend he had thought gone forever, and to see what may come, "...I should go and speak with her. And you will want time to wander."

He knows you. He knows your ways, you ridiculous, feckless thing. Go and eat bugs, or whatever it is you do for fun.

"The bedroom off the courtyard, with the ivy over the door. Officially, it is only the guest room, but it is yours while you wish it. Anything you store there will not be disturbed. You are welcome here, come what may."