"To be honest, though I agree with you, I doubt that stops them very often. I mean, just look at all the problems the Dalish have, when they simply try to live according to their own culture and traditions. At least it won't be an issue. You're going to be Grey Wardens, and the Chantry has no authority over them. So you won't have to worry. And, I wouldn't let them take her away either. Between the two of us, they'd have no chance."
She knew the mere thought had angered the young man, and she felt bad for upsetting him, but at the same time, she couldn't blame him for his anger. She herself often had anger with the Chantry, mostly for it's intolerance. She couldn't even talk about her own beliefs without being in danger. At least Signy and Rhocanth wouldn't have that worry. It was pretty much widely accepted and allowed by the Chantry, though many dwarves lost their old beliefs after too many generations spent on the surface anyway.
"Nothing to forgive Rhocanth," she said with a smile. "It's good to see a man who would fight to protect his friends. It speaks highly of you." She tilted her head though, as if considering what else they could speak of. "You said you spent a great deal of your time researching and writing back in Orzammar. Do you think you'll continue that here? Perhaps you could document the new adventures of the Grey Wardens. Write down the experiences of yourself and the others, gather stories from people like Falina and Signy, and Coan."