[ She's so sorry, Cullen, but she has to laugh. Not at his expense, necessarily, but at the situation. ]

I'm starting to wonder. It's so much easier sending troops to destroy an enemy's camp or rifling through the Exalted Plains for people. Relationships are...

[ A sigh of her own. ]

They're messy. I'm sorry.

[ Because regardless of what's going on with him - and she's certain a mage friend of theirs is at least partially responsible for the weight on his shoulders - she can sympathize with the struggle. ]

What's bothering you, Cullen? Besides the lack of demons and rifts, I mean.