Lillie considered Ordhan's words, reaching up to idly tuck the wildflower behind her ear. It was strange to be sitting here talking with him, sitting among the grass and wildflowers and the sounds of the night. But it was also like a new beginning. She had always wanted to be his friend, even when he'd been a foolish young guard, but it seemed now he might return the sentiment. She would like that very much.
"Perhaps. She was my family in a way. I didn't have a real family... not really anyway. I suppose Tamrith and I looked after one another with sisterly affection. But I never had a real sister to compare it with." She lifted her lashes to smile over at him. "I suppose you might know what it's like to have a sister more than I."
Lillie fell silent then, memories of the siege swirling through her mind. If she'd been able to remain in Denerim after the battle would her life have changed? She couldn't say. She wouldn't have had to let go of friendships, of loved ones; contact kept only through letters delivered across the Waking Sea. But she also would have never learned to master her magic, never learned the arts of the Spirit Healer. Was it is a fair trade? Would she have done it again? She could not say. Ordhan's experience had clearly shaken him; knocked him out of the apathetic way he'd been existing in his life and forced him to act. "You have definitely changed, Ordhan. Is that what drives you as well, does it drive you merely to fight? To end darkspawn? Isn't there... more you want?"