[Well, that's unexpected. The shock of it is just enough to stir some residual spark of anger in his heart and evoke a bit more incivility in his voice than is probably wise.]

If I cared for freedom outside of magic, I'd have been the first volunteer in line for the Rite of Tranquility. At least if I'd burned at the stake, I'd have died a mage -- not that the Templars would dare give me the same holy death as their precious Andraste.

[Again, his being worked up is enough to disturb Pinsy, who is visibly frustrated at feeling like she needs to leap down. Now she simply walks along in the general direction they were continuing, willing to lead the way if it means staying a good distance from the bickering.]