"...Nnnno. Huh." Worth thinking about. Worth turning over in his mind a few times. "You look just like most Vints I've seen, though. Skin's the same colour. Hair, too. But I've heard there are people here from other worlds so maybe your Rome is our Tevinter and our Tevinter is your Rome. That kind of thing."

It made a sort of sense at least, and one he could live with - especially since he was still somewhat convinced most of this was Demons.

"This whole place is off by about three feet, though, when it comes to everything I've ever known."