Maybe you met these other daughters of Flemeth and did me a favour.

[That'd be too easy.

But Alistair doesn't sound all doom and gloom the way a Warden might, still sounds like Alistair. Stupid to be relieved about that.]

I went to the Tirashan. [Not a lie. Only the uncomfortable sort of truth she doesn't like sharing, would prefer stepping around; do you remember the Blight in the Wilds, Alistair? she could ask and it would be enough.] 'tis nothing I would burden a boy with, even I did not anticipate what we encountered.