From within the Fade, Solas watches his beloved from afar as she dreams in her sleep.

"Your spirit is so beautiful, vhenan. In another world..." His thoughts trail off, as he feels a sharp pain, as if knives stabbed his heart. Solas clenches his right fist, in response to the pain, until his knuckles turn white. She has stirred something within his heart, reminded him of the beauty of this world and has shown him that there is still things left worth saving. But that does not make what must come any easier.

"I must walk the Din'anshiral," Solas whispers to himself, his face reflecting the sorrows of his heart, " for the people. For you, my love. May you live in comfort while time yet remains. Ar lath ma, vhenan. I will never forget you."

Solas numbs his aching heart, his expression turning somber once more as he prepares to leave.