"Not precisely scared. I had to steal a relic and give it to someone else or he was going to kill me. Because I may have once taken a shipment of his only to discover he'd intended to sell many people, women and children included, into slavery. So I let them all go and now the guy wants me dead for ruining that. The only thing that would've saved my skin was the relic that I took which started the war." Isabela sighed again. She looked up at Lucifer after he put his arm around her shoulders.
"It happened shortly before I was brought aboard this ship. The war, I mean. I abandoned Hawke and Varric and the others to save myself. Lara deserves someone who would put her before them. I can't promise to do that."