"Lavellan didn't give her much of a choice." Mildly. "Though I suspect it was closer than anyone's comfortable speaking of, which may have muted Sera, a little. She and Vivienne were practically courteous to each other."

Cullen turns his head long enough to kiss Alistair's cheek before resettling.

"There's more." And that's a little awkward. "I don't have a lot of the details -- not yet. All I have is what Dorian was able to tell me, and he got that from Lavellan while he was trying to keep her alive. Remember the bit about the elven gods being magisters? And how one of them is Fen'Harel, the trickster, who sealed the rest away?"

One more moment. One more. Because Cullen doesn't figure Alistair is going to react well to the part where Solas put up the Veil and is probably going to attempt to tear it back down.

"That's Solas."