"That does sound similar," she admits, looking at him curiously. She knows nugshit about the Qun. And most of qunari life. She did hear rumors about a qunari with the Warden that flipped Orzammar on its head, but she hadn't known what one even really looked like before being brought to Skyhold.

Of course, she was already branded a thing as soon as she was born, literally and figuratively, but it's her understanding that those that go to the surface otherwise are thought of much the same. "And you can't go back, either? To the--Qun?"