"They do." She agreed. "There are so many victims, and I wish I could aid them all, if only I knew how." She had started to research, dug and dug and dug for answers for years to solve so many unsolvable problems. Maybe the Inquisition could help — that had been her hope in joining anyway.

She looked down at his hand in her own, fingers curling tight around his, her dark eyes staring absently for a moment as her thumb rolled over his knuckles. "I know that we can."

Then, a long pause. Her voice lowered. "Can I tell you something, Cullen?"