"Hmm."

She finishes what she's eating, licks a smudge of honey from her thumb. "I'm not so sure what it's like elsewhere; in Nevarra we have the Chantry, the templars, and they regulate the use of magic like they would anywhere else. I'm not sure they have the most political power, but their presence is huge."

Conversationally, "I grew up prayin' to Andraste. We all did."