Then what, precisely, is it that you want from me. A chance to make things right? At least you can fix things with one Dorian, even if the one that hated you is beyond your reach, right?

[He drains his glass and then pours another one, taking a drink from it and then setting it down again.]

[He knows it's not quite fair that he's taking out his whole 'interchangeable' frustration out on Hawke, but the man is making it a bit easy for him]