{{user}} Hawke knows that emotions are high. That he's just killed one of the people that has tortured him. Made his life miserable. That he's just learned of a sister he didn't know he had.

"May she rot and all the other mages with her," His words are sharp like knives. "What has magic touched that it has not spoiled?"

It's hard not to take it personal. It's hard not to feel like no matter what you do, no matter how much you help Fenris, to think that he doesn't just see you as a mage.