But you have never been shot. [For a brief shining moment, she is the expert, only she's teasing before she has a question of her own.] Would magical healing do anything to alter my state of mind at all?

[There was also whatever they gave her on the mercifully separate occasions where she broke her wrists, a rag over the mouth and nose until the world went dark around her and she woke up with a mouth that felt dry as the desert.

One day she'll draw her pistols again since the person that called her a demon when she spoke about them is a friend, and since rifters aren't treated with so much fear and hostility. Although that...that's less of a concern now, since she counts herself as Inquisition, and it does make her wonder about how much the Blights and wars must weigh on them here when there are so many things she takes for granted that they simply don't have. They have magic, true, but they don't even use magic for many of the things she'd think they'd use it for.]

Who is to say what the future holds in Thedas when we spill through the rifts? [Araceli and the Outsider might have talked. Araceli might know how to make gunpowder back home anyway. What could go wrong.] You're saying there's nothing at all between magic and the variety of weapons to hand that couldn't do the same sort of thing?