[ When Beleth speaks, her voice is quiet and timid. Docile, because she messed up and now Varric is upset, and she has to fix that. ]

...Varric, I'm sorry that I wasn't very nice to your friend.

[ She's not strictly sorry about being a jerk to Dorian, but she's sorry that it was Varric's friend that she was a jerk to. ]

I wasn't trying to say anything against the Herald, I promise. I wasn't trying to agree with Alayre, either. I mean, I'm...not really the chantry's, um. Biggest fan. Someone had to explain to me what the Divine was.

[ Pause. Clear throat. Continue. She wants to continue her explanation, tell him that she just wanted to stop the arguing. But that would make it sound like she was trying to excuse her behavior. ]

But--It doesn't matter what I was trying, because what I accomplished was hurting your feelings. And that's not acceptable. So--I'm sorry, Varric. And if you don't forgive me, I understand, because I did something without thinking of how it would effect the people around me, and that's not acceptable either. But I just wanted to let you know that--I'm sorry.