"Yes," Solas agrees, his brows furrowing, reaching out to touch the forehead of the patient - clammy and far too warm. "I admit I have never seen anything like it."

It was not something that could have happened, in his youth.

"But the spirits don't seem as if they are... any closer to touching them, as it were. Perhaps they merely gather because they find it so interesting to be able to hear what they otherwise would not." He turned his head to Cole, looking at him. "How do you feel, Cole?"