<span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna shook her head as well, thinking about the Qunari's words. "Just another excuse for people to treat each other badly, I guess. We always seem to be looking for as many of those as we can. Even within our own people, nothing is ever perfect. Which goes to explain why you're Tal Vashoth I suppose."<br/><br/>"How are you feeling about our chances of making it out of here?" she asked. "The whole thing, I mean. Escaping the blight. If there even is an escape from this nightmare," she added, saying the last part more quietly.</span><br/><br/>Mesaraih had to wait a while before Ester did anything, which only served to make him more nervous. What could she be planning to do with a blade?<br/><br/>Mesaraih nodded at her question, and then his eyes quickly widened as she brought the dagger down on her own hand. He ran over to her and grabbed the hand she was wielding the knife with.<br/><br/>"Whoa, what are you doing?" he asked. He thought he now knew, but was still unwilling to believe it. "You can't..." he struggled to find words. "How is hurting yourself going to help me?" he asked quietly.