Cyril winces at being manhandled, but he doesn't fight him. "I told you, He was safe. I brought him out of the Fade. I let someone else die in his place. The last I spoke to him, he was going to investigate the Wardens."

Cyril looks up at Fenris, suddenly well aware of all of the stories he's heard of what Fenris can do with his hands. At least he's not glowing just yet.

"That was three years ago, Fenris. You would know more about what Hawke has been doing since then."