Normalcy. Dorian snorts at the very idea. Kirkwall will never be the same as it was. There are already rumors floating between the mages that other Circles are thinking of rebelling against Chantry rule. He's privately rather pleased by this but knows better than to speak of it.

"No, but you know who's shoulders the blame will be placed." Cullen could argue if he wanted but Dorian knew better. In the South it is always magic or a mage's fault when something goes wrong. The people were so ignorant of the good magic could do it only seemed like a curse.

He waves a hand, "No, there are others who need the money more than I." Which was a terrible thing to say. He had goals, things he should be doing, but here he was, still, tending to a broken city. "Keep your money. I can get my own coin if I decide I've had enough."