The huff of laughter that draws from her is tight, strained. "Varric once told me I was the luckiest person in Thedas to have lived through what I had." She wasn't certain about it then, and she's not certain about it now -- she doesn't feel lucky. All she feels is that she survived. An accomplishment, yes, but nothing to crow about.

"Mm," she says, in agreement. Not that she could compare with his magical knowledge and skill, but she'd felt something underneath it all. "At least it seems we are given the chance to do so." Which was something she appreciated, being as curious as she always was.