its where my demons hide

Mythal, yes that was familiar, when she first woke up from the coma Morrigan had explained a lot to her, but everything had been so overwhelming at the time that she'd really only paid attention to perhaps a third of what Morrigan had said. The shard had saved her life, because when the veil torn everything had gone so horribly wrong. She was about to say something, as she carefully considered each of Solas's words, and then he introduced himself by name. Another vaguely familiar name, hadn't it been his fault the veil had gone down in the first place, did that mean he was to blame why she was now a seventeen year old teenager instead of a four year old toddler.

Solas? You're the reason I became sick, the reason I needed the shard, I would have died without it. If you're here to take it, what if it kills me to do so? I'm not exactly keen on dying, even if I am still pissed off at my mother for killing father. The anger she had for her mother still oozed out of every bit of Asha, the rage building up within, echoing as the shard magnified her rage.