"Would a wall around it be too much? An iron vault?" he muses, mostly as a joke but honestly the idea has some merit. If the statue isn't going anywhere and they can't ward it with magic a wall might be their only option left.

"You'd be surprised by how ignorant Tevinter can be," he says with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. Demons aren't just a problem of the south. Blood magic is not just the last resort of trapped southern mages. "I won't be going home straight away, though. I think I will head on to Denerim. Perhaps have an audience with the King."