"Agreed. They seem scared of it for now. It won't be too long before familiarity brings curiosity. The idea of children being corrupted is completely unacceptable." Perhaps they could construct some sort of barrier around it. It seemed fused to the flagstone, so there was no hope of having it removed, no matter how much he wanted to. It was only part of what was still wrong with the Gallows courtyard. The remains of ruined bronze statues also littered shattered stone. Any hope they had of moving such heavy things lay in contact with the dwarves, and Cullen had already decided they were best put to work in the city where the hazards of unstable walls and foundations threatened safety rather than a sense of aesthetics or unpleasant memory.

He made a small moue of distaste for the other man's sheer bad timing. "I hate that your misfortune is our gain. I'm hoping that before you're ready to move on we can do something for you that will leave you with more than nightmares of your time here. Such a thing to take home and share with friends. Ah, yes, Kirkwall, a stinking pit of demonic incursion and ignorant southerners without the good sense not to make it worse."