I wanna get better

Loghain nodded he didn’t want to annoy Morrigan further. He’d also been trying to remember his time while dead, but it was a bit of a blur. It felt like there were things to remember outside of just black and nothingness, but once he came to after the ritual, it all felt just out of reach. The harder he tried to remember, the less he was able to. Perhaps if he stopped thinking about it so hard, things would come back to him. Then he tipped his head and gave Morrigan a certain look. He wasn’t one for being overly sentimental, never had been, never would be, but he understood enough about what Morrigan had done to realise just what it meant.

I do appreciate it. I mean I don’t really remember being dead, but being alive seems preferrable. I don’t remember any warm lights or happy reunions or anything like that, I don’t remember nothingness or black either. My memories feel, odd about it all, I’m not really sure how to explain it, but either way, I am appreciative. He explained.