Thea listened to Kaitlyn's words, and her apology. The mage was angry, and it showed. Who was this templar who thought she could come to her clan, take her away from them and then disappear? The same woman who insisted on guarding her through the night, who soldiered on after losing a brother and fought the corruption off to see her here was now abandoning her without a second thought. She didn't get to apologize.

"I'm sorry too, because you don't get to do this." Thea replied fiercely, not caring if her words reached the Knight-Commander a few meters away, if the templars thought she should be made Tranquil for what she said. "You do not get to come into my life, tear apart my world and just leave. You would not be standing here if I didn't help keep the corruption at bay, and I wouldn't have survived the darkspawn if you hadn't been there to fight with me. You owe me more than just a rushed goodbye and a stupid apology!"

"Oh for fuck's sake, come along then!" The dwarf cried out in frustration, drawing a sound of protest from the Knight-Commander. "The Grey Wardens could always use more mages to help us, and if you're as good a healer as you say you are, we'll be thankful for you. Not to mention that you know Dalish magic [i]and[/i] seem to be resistant enough to the blight that you're not even sick."

"She will not! She is dangerous! And [i]just[/i] harrowed!" The Knight-commander marched up to the dwarf, and Thea had to be impressed by the dwarf, for she stood her ground and it was the human templar in full plate that seemed to shrink.

"Oh, I'm counting on her to be dangerous." The dwarf replied coolly. "What kind of people do you think the Wardens recruit? Peaceful, carefree farmers? You can object, Knight-Commander, but I am well within my right to invoke the Rite of Conscription if I need to. If I have to listen to any more sappy crap from these to, I will do just that to shut them up. Your rank and emblem might cow mages into fear and submission but I am neither a mage nor under your command. So sod off."

Thea had to admit she was rather amused by the expressions that crossed the templars' faces. At least, those she could see. Some of them seemed to reach for their swords, as if expecting a fight, or perhaps an order to kill the 'maleficar' before the Wardens could free her. She searched Kaitlyn's face, trying to see how the woman felt about all this but frankly, it didn't matter. It was tempting to be free of the Circle the moment she was Harrowed, before her phylactery could even be created. The Keeper had always taught her never to dismiss events as coincidences. The fates had a twisted sense of humour and could be both cruel and ironic. Something in Thea told her everything had been leading up to this moment.

"If the Grey Wardens will have me, I will gladly join them."