<span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna nodded along to the Qunari's answer, still staring at the glowing waters of the lake. It wasn't exactly the same with her, but her clan was like family. In one way or another, family tended to give you a sense of purpose, even if it wasn't necessarily forced down your throat. Dalish clans roamed like travellers, but lived like families. At the moment, she merely felt like a vagabond that had nowhere in the world left to go.<br/><br/>She offered him a small smile at his last comment. "Yeah, I could have been stuck with worse people," she responded. "Even if we're still a bit dysfunctional. It's not the same as my clan, but they... I can't go back to them anymore. All that's left now is to forget and move on." A hint of bitterness edged into her voice.</span><br/><br/>Mesaraih smiled at Ester when she responded to him. "I don't wonder about your mistrust for people. I'm not a trusting person myself. But we're different in that you wear your distrust on your sleeve. I like to play along... really, I just like to play in general. Sure, it can land me in sticky situations, like that cage. But I got out of that, same as I've gotten out of every other problem I get myself into. I wouldn't say I'm brave necessarily, but I've lost my fear of the world. I don't care how many times I'm betrayed, anyone that tries is going to find a knife in  their throat sooner or later."<br/><br/>He eyed her as she began to work her way through the berries. "I lost my father to betrayal. Those people are dead now, and I'm still smiling. As you've been demonstrating yourself tonight... it's really not so hard."