Unfortunately for Beleth, half her companions and other people she's met are one for that sort of game. You start getting suspicious after the third time.

But Kion seems nice enough. Beleth accepts the seat with a grateful nod, returning his smile. He hasn't questioned her, for which she's thankful -- though Davrin and Bellara had never asked, either. Which, after Sera, she certainly won't be complaining about. Speaking of which --

"There are a few other Dalish here, and many elves besides, though most are from a variety of worlds. It is fascinating, to be honest... some worlds feature nothing but the shemlen, some feature races that I've never heard of, but know elves. It's been fun, getting to hear about them all. And sometimes... a little envious." None of the other elves were forced to live as nomads, lest they be enslaved, shoved into filthy slums, or murdered at the whims of the shemlen. They were equal.

But things were changing in Thedas. And the other elves here have proven it is possible.

"I've been here since the start of the year. Not as long as some of the others... the Visitors started arriving in Solace of last year, from what I've gathered. It doesn't feel like a long time, but I've already grown used to it." The place her and Solas are living feels like a home. The people she's met feel like friends. As much as she dislikes being held captive... it could be worse.