Northstar Vale this is exactly what kojima envisioned

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This too was what Andraste knows, understands; there is a yearning within her for the mists of the Weald, the hinters of the Lunespire; even of the cold-cave of the riverlands and the thickets of those nomads; of the desolation of Dragedan cliffs and of the desecration of her Rhaesuial. And yet she knows she cannot return — for how might she pick up the threads of a life she believed she would never again live? Was it so, for Eros? Did he too have myriad settlement that oft he pined for, and yet understood that to return to that very place would be to return, somehow, to who-ever it was you had once been?

And yet, she leads him to the willows of his past, all the same; contemplative within the silence of comraderie found when not conversing so.