[ She wasn't going to bring it up. He's the one who had suffered and she had enough sense to not go poking at things. But he goes right into it and it shows her how much he's changed. ]

I wanted to help you, but I knew I couldn't. Being a mage and... them using my face. I knew I was the last person who could reach you.

[ As she speaks, she stares at the floor, recalling those moments and how much it hurt to see what had become of her home. But it could never hurt as much as what the people there felt.

Neria meets his eye. ]

I can never understand what it was like, but I know you never would've said those things if you hadn't been hurt. [ And she had heard harsh words from people on her journey who didn't suffer an ounce of what Cullen had. They said what they did because they had been raised to hate elves or mages. ] It's good to know you don't still feel that anger towards the mages.