Inquisitor: Are you ever concerned that you've turned your back on your people?
Solas: I have done no such thing. I simply see no way to help the elves, oppressed as they are now.
Inquisitor: You could teach them what you've learned. You could give them the tools to help themselves.
Solas: How many would listen? Most of the poor and oppressed do not want to work to improve their condition. They want only comfort, an affirmation that they are good for being poor and oppressed. I might reach a few, at most. But... you are right. That is more than I reach doing nothing. I suppose I am just tired of fighting.
Inquisitor: What do you mean, you're tired of fighting? Fighting what?
Solas: Did you think I honed my magical skills to impress spirits? I have joined my share of causes. But when I offered lessons learned in the Fade, I was derided by my enemies... and sometimes by my allies. Liar. Fool. Madman. There are endless ways to say someone isn't worth listening to. Over time, it grinds away at you.
Inquisitor: That's when you should lean on your friends.
Solas: Apologies, Inquisitor. I have learned not to do that.