[ He purses his lips thinly as David starts listing out just the many reasons for why anyone would be after him. All valid, things he had been chased for before. Even if living as a Dalish elf mitigated the templars it still didn't help.

Seeing the injury, Sen raises his hands to it, frost beginning to form on the tips of his fingers as he places them over the injury. They would release a gentle, cooling air as the magic would soon start to heal and repair the injury. ]

Those would be reasons...but those were Venatori. It doesn't help that I'm the Inquisitor they would so love to hang.