She ignores the didn't start off as human, whatever that means, for the moment, too caught up in self-righteous anger to ask after the exact details of his nature.

Instead, she closes the distance between them, looking, despite his plea, the exact opposite of peaceful. There's more than a little resemblance to an irate bird, feathers all poofed up. "We were enslaved, once. But we fought and died for our freedom, and when we had bought it with the blood of those who had hurt us, we vowed never again. There were wars, yes, but we were never conquered! How dare you--"

She looks, for a moment, perilously close to taking a swing at the giant human, but manages to restrain herself just in time. There are people watching, nobles that they need on their side. The last thing they need is to see the Dalish acting like--

--acting like a savage.

She takes a step back, and with an angry hiss, whirls around and stomps off. Maybe she can explain herself better once they're no longer in court. Or maybe she'll just be able to smack him without the judgement of nobles. Either way, she needs to leave, before her anger chooses for her.