"I don't know all the details," he says. "But yes. Whatever this magic sex ritual was, it saved the both of us. I can't say I was pleased to learn about that, but I'm happy to know the two of us survived. Even if it did require that I bed Morrigan."
But that is something that Alistair would rather not think about.
"Kneel? Need I ask why?" he asks, but he still kneels regardless.
"There," he smiles, one knee down, the other bent. "Is this all right?"