Duskfire Glacier nothing in comparison

i suppose so, wintersbane murmurs with a lofty shrug of broad, scarred shoulders. it was her tradition, not mine. then again, andraste was of the possessive sort so in that vein it makes sense to him. it ...has happened twice now. i've accepted the fact that i am not destined to be a husband. at least, not now. maybe not ever — but life was known for tossing curveballs and who was he to say that it would remain so?

i'm sorry to hear that, wintersbane says genuinely. that is a hard thing. he, too knows how that feels as well but does not say it. they are all adults and thus all no strangers to pain — physical or otherwise.