The look on Geneviève's face when Anders identifies himself as a healer says much. She'd assumed he was just some dirty attendant, at best. The slight grimace on her face smooths out a moment later, and she holds up the parchment roll she's carrying with her.

"I am a Chevalier. I was recently injured in battle, my wounds attended by healers in Val Royeaux. These are notes about my progress, and what has yet to be mended."