"I have seen both good and evil come from magic," Cullen stated, staring into the Inquisitor’s eyes. "There was a time I sympathized with mages. And there was a time I loathed them. In Kirkwall, I ignored rumors and my own instinct, foolishly thinking my cause was just, that my superior was above such influences."
"And what of the present?" The Inquisitor asked. "What do you have to say now?"
The templar chuckled, a sigh soon following. “Now… Now, I’m certain that I don’t know half as much as I did. Likely nothing at all.” He paused to smile. “Perhaps that’s progress in of itself.”