I remembered... I dreamed, that I remembered... everything that happened. After I was removed from the timeline, in the Void at the End of Time. The things that Sylvie remembered in the keep with the ghosts. [ He tangles his fingers with hers and breathes for a moment, trying to organize his feelings and thoughts into some semblance of sense that can be shared with another. ] She was right, I... I broke my word to her. I was scared, I... was certain it would go to hell quickly, and I don't think I was wrong.

There's a war coming. But. I'm here, and that war will be only in my dreams. [ If this night's experiences are anything to go by. ] She sent me away, to keep me safe, but that didn't work. [ A sigh. ]

I didn't... remember this place. Or anything about it, it was as if being in Thedas... [ Hadn't happened at all, which isn't something he wants to say aloud. ] It was me, but it wasn't me. A variant of a variant.