[ He fixes her with a glare usually reserved for shutting up young Warden recruits when they decide it would be funny to start making "Howe" puns. (Usually it's Oghren's fault.)

His expression softens quickly, though. He can't blame her for being upset. And there is an option, one he would prefer not to have to take, but it's the only chance of saving her life. ]

I could make you a Warden. The Joining might as soon kill you as save you, but at least with would be a quick death.