Galadriel

Solas leans into the touch, letting himself bask in the comfort for a moment. She is sure and solid, even here in the Fade, and he lets himself feel warm and content in her embrace. She gives him strength, at least for now, and he takes both her hands before he turns to look out over the Fade.

"Did you see Haven?" An easy enough place to start. "It was where the Inquisition first began."