"So you're like an actual doctor," Clarisse says. "Not just the PhD kind. That's cool."

That's gotta be useful around here, she figures. Sure, there's magic healing in Thedas and all, but she can't lie and say it doesn't make her feel better knowing there are at least a few people around who know modern first aid. And it makes the very limited supply of nectar and ambrosia she's been squirreling away in her room seem like less of a huge deal.