Of Faith, Lost and Regained
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"Healer!" Carver knelt on the Chantry floor. Next to him Hawke was lying in a crumpled heap. What did I care about one mercenary? Karl was dead and I would be a wanted man by tomorrow with four eyewitnesses to my being an abomination to boot. Yet I did stop. That's what I was. A healer. It was only when Hawke struggled up and lifted his head to meet my gaze that I saw it.