Oh, I didn't mind the Dalish not wanting to talk to me--well, not too much, I was curious--it was more the feeling that the forest itself was watching me, all the time, even if I was being a bird. That was odd. But interesting. But what is it that doesn't matter anymore?
So, between you and Alim and me do we have a Dalish, a Circle mage, and an apostate? That's kind of neat. I never mind if people look at me funny.