Blank/Shepard
The mage winced once again when she bitterly laughed and asked him of how he knew what he knew of the 'pit of despair.' Remembering that year of his life. But, this was not a contest. She more than likely needed someone familiar, not some idiot who felt he would help.Hhe leaned his head down causing a shadow to roam over his face.
He may have given 'bad advice,' but it was what he knew. Slowly, he took a step away from her. At this point, he did not want to respond anymore, she was a year sober, and he would do nothing to change that the other way.
"I'm sorry, Shepard. But, I can't help you with that." His grimace was shown for a moment before he cast a spell and vanished away.