A dream? It sounded no stranger, all in all, that the city they now found themselves in. But it was simply...illogical. The wants of demons were obvious, straight forward. The wants of men more complicated, but still clear. This, however? Flying among the stars until death, then returned to this place. She could not see the point. Which was doing nothing to sooth her temper.

But the frown was not for his answer alone. Of course Dorian would never have needed the little odds and ends most apostate picked up when it came to fighting. Never had true templar to contend with. She should have known.

"Remain as you are."

She turned from him to walk over and place the sword back on the rack and picked up a spear for herself. Not a weapon she had, in truth, much used beyond basic training, but the point was she had been trained. Easier to show by example than to try to talk him through the stances while brandishing a sword at him.

She continued speaking as she exchanged the weapons, not ready to move on just yet.

"And Cullen is correct? There was nothing that signified you could be in the Fade? Even some...I do not know. Some far corner I am unfamiliar with, which may only be recorded in some ancient text."