Teddy.

And that he needed something she was sure of, for his eyes were wide on her, his position that of careful restraint. She wondered if the thought occurred to him too, then, that she’d readily let him piece her apart, even if only to look at the clockwork. She wondered if the dull flicker of hope behind his pupils betrayed a real plight for truth. All the same, she gave it to him. “Its aftermath has changed me, perhaps. The breach, the rifts, meeting everyone,” meeting you, she swallowed, “but underneath it I’m the same I’ve always been. The anchor just makes it easier to read at night.” “Ah.” He smiled at her soft fumble for humour and a stupid flutter thrashed inside her canary heart. XVIII. The Moon

Replayed DA:I and Trespasser after 8 long years, loved this moment and how gently Solas whispered "take my hand."

My Inquis Matthew and Solas were besties. They went everywhere together and became each others' confidants, so I like to imagine Matt was weeping from both pain and total betrayal. A sympathetic Solas giving him momentary relief before abandoning him.