[Colin's mild tone hardens, though it is just as quiet.]

You take for granted that someone else will make space for you in what's to come. But the only thing the rest of the world is concerned with is what they can get out of it, and they got more out of us when we were penned up making potions. They don't respect you or care if you have a voice. You're important here in the Inquisition, but when we're done here? Only the grace of the Divine could save us then. But first, she has to think you're a person. She has to care what you have to say.