[ He steps closer, leaning down. This is this spirit's purpose and he is denying it; Solas can only imagine the pain that must cause. He remembers his friend, chained and turned, and his lips twist. ]
I cannot let you touch what you cannot help. It will torture you.
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[ He steps closer, leaning down. This is this spirit's purpose and he is denying it; Solas can only imagine the pain that must cause. He remembers his friend, chained and turned, and his lips twist. ]
I cannot let you touch what you cannot help. It will torture you.