The sweetness of that offer catches him off-guard. It's overwhelming, to be afforded that kind of care. He has done nothing in his life to deserve this kind of loyalty, and yet, here is Wysteria, offering it up in absolute sincerity.

Ellis gets to his feet, leans down to kiss her forehead, hand light at her shoulder.

"You're too good," he tells her. Too good for him, perhaps too good for the whole of Thedas. "I'll remember that."