Now Fenris is actually intrigued, though also wary. He's watching her carefully, like he would an unknown kind of creature. This could all mean he could meet a mage here that he wouldn't even know how to fight.

"Truly? If you say that they also don't use either lyrium of blood for their powers, then such magic is a complete mystery to me."

He'd ask what do the mages she know use, but unless she was a mage, she might not know much. And if she was, she could be wary of sharing such knowledge with a stranger, now that he knew him to be more ignorant of it than probably even any child in her land.

He should also ask locals, but if this place was so far away, that even Fade was unheard of... the possibility of going back was becoming more and more distant.

Isn't it ironic that he would miss the world he knew? If he was feeling homesick, did it prove that somehow, he really was beginning to consider Kirkwall his home?

Home. Something that only free people had. Maybe he truly was free - had been, rather. Before some unknown kidnappers or slavers snatched him away again, to the island flying though unknown skies. How far far one had to be, for even the sky to be another one, as he was certain it was? Would he ever share the same sky with Hawke and others?