He shakes his head as Kirk holds his hand out for the toy.

"I'm going to keep this. At the very least, we can have Garahel see if he can get a scent off it later." Gently he tucks it into his own pouch. "And no offense, but I don't know if your people have ever been captured and hauled across the country. Those were Templars outside, once upon a time."

Anders straightens, and there's some coldness in his expression. "Children as young as two have manifested abilities and been torn from their families. Maybe this wasn't a mage, but there's a chance this was personal."