"Less than ten years and you think so highly of yourself?" It's said in a jesting manner, but she's also beginning to think he absolutely doesn't know what he's getting into. Still, that he's eager for it is enough that she smiles at him. It's different than the mages back home, the ones in the Inquisition, who weren't ever trained not to live in fear. She tried to help them, in some way.

Lavellan nods in understanding, and takes another sip. "I'm sure, with Solas, we could come up with a test to see if you could." And oh yes, she's dragging Solas into this. He'd know more, after all, and she'd enjoy seeing them clash.