Alistair nodded slowly as she explained. It would have made sense. But the problem was, the false Calling was over. She shouldn't be hearing anything. It turned down the corners of his lips and he stood to meet her, placing hands on her shoulders. "You shouldn't be hearing it at all." His light blue eyes were laced with concern, and now, he had his own reason for wanting to scale the mountains to see the dragons. If they were magical, could speak, and willing to share their knowledge, anything was possible. He knew the tales of getting rid of the taint. It could be done.
"I'll go with Morrigan to the dragons, and see if we can find anything there. If not, we'll find another way. There's another town I heard speak of. One with a dangerous mystic, disease--but there could be something." He tried to give her a reassuring smile, squeezing her shoulders gently. He was no Leliana, but he wanted her to know she wasn't alone.
"Like you've always said--you've done what you had to for Thedas. People move on and forget, but I won't. You did more than most would have, Elissa. If we had to do it all again, I'd follow you all the same." If she needed something to keep her occupied, he'd figure something else out too. "Maybe you can see about the other inhabitants walking around with the strange outfits. Maybe they're stuck here too. Maybe someone knows more than we do...especially about those boxes."