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I do not understand how magic can make you want to tell the truth to a device. It's not even a real person. It's maddening. I hate magic.
I don't actually hate Anders all of the time, anymore.
I am getting accustomed to not wearing armor, and then hate how vulnerable we are in this town that never expects demons or darkspawn or blood mages. I like it, and hate liking things. They are too likely to vanish.
I hate that the Ferelden King is here, because he was a friend and fellow hero to Neria, and I cannot compete with a human King. Even if he has strangely shaped eyes. And looks just like another from this town.
I just want her to like me more. I do not see why she would. I have done terrible things, and she is good.