It's the mages that set about helping to collect the dead and build the pyre. Dorian stays out of it. He's exhausted from casting and even Cullen's praise can't really lift his spirits.

He's never been part of a battle before. He doesn't like the feeling it leaves him with. He feels guilty over the deaths and angry they couldn't do more. He couldn't do more before his mana ran out. Even though he did everything he could and logically he knows that it's not the most satisfying feeling.

It leaves him quiet and contemplative as they walk back to camp with their dead. His mind is racing though, going over each second of the battle and his spell casting. He must get better, he has to if he's going to stay with these people. He wants to stay with these people. It feels like he's doing something good.

Reforming Tevinter can wait a bit longer. Maybe reforming Kirkwall can be his start.