Likewise, Inessa's own inquisitive patterns are put on hold. Normally, any talk about physically entering the Fade, something no one has done since the Tevinter magisters of old, would produce endless questions. She wasn't there, so naturally she wants to learn all that others can tell her. But this isn't the time or place for that, and the elven Warden is well aware of that fact. They're both too bruised to bring in another sensitive topic.

"As am I. But there might be a reprieve from sleep difficulties; I spoke earlier with an elf woman named Pamelia, who is skilled in potions and teas and such. She made me a blend which she believes ought to aid my desire for dreamless, restful sleep. At this point, I am willing to try it. Perhaps it would benefit you, as well."