[ Her reasons to go to the Inquisition were selfish. She knows that, in her heart of hearts, she had gone only to ease the darkness over her conscience. Even though she has remained to help the Inquisition bring the world back from the brink, she also stays to make attempts at redeeming her brethren and herself. They have always been first and foremost on her mind. But now...

Now, things have changed. Their discussion in Crestwood had merely broken the ice; now, she has to wonder about a future she can shape for herself with Cullen at her side, with someone she cares for. Someone who now has begun to take precedence in some ways over her duty. That is what is truly frightening.

She will continue to serve the Inquisition until it has put away the sword. She will forever be a Warden, come what may. But now Cullen's safety and presence in her life is just as important as those things, and she fears for the implications.

Maker, forgive her...but right this moment, she does not care. All that matters is that he is there with her.

Neria gives him a warm smile. ]

I've done nothing worth being thanked. You've proven time and again that you deserved a chance. I would have been foolish not to give you the opportunity.

[ And she had promised him when she first arrived. It had seemed so important to him. How could she refuse? Pausing, she continues to smile, though it is a tense thing; she does not know the extent of his request, though her heart has already decided an answer for her. ]

So long as you are not weighing yourself down with my burdens...I wouldn't be able to refuse you. I can't imagine my life without you in it somehow.