They didn't make sense, but I had a clear plan and tasks to try to make it make sense again. Here, I've none of that. There is one small source of comfort, though: you remember me from a time after I can remember anything. That means, somehow or another, I got put right back where I came from with no one the wiser, and then we went on to defeat Corypheus and bring peace back to Thedas. Logically, the same should happen for all the rest of you as well, and then things will be normal again. Or as normal as they can be when you've just lived through yet another war, anyway.
Easier, I imagine, without all the trappings of the Inquisition around. I'm glad that's all still good.