[He takes a moment to put his answers to those questions in order, to think; he's let himself be sloppy in the past out of exhaustion--]

Not as deeply as we might--it's hard with them spread out, as it is. The templars are stricken with it like they've missed their lyrium doses, but the symptoms come down much sooner than they ought. [Is there anyone else, she asks, and he thinks of the mages who've reported fatigue and falling spells. But that started before all of this and it's spread to Skyhold...] There's that fellow Fenris as well; something's wrong with his brands.

It's lyrium in the blood that makes a templar, and-- Being a creature of the Fade, [oh, how he dislikes the idea, but voicing it makes it firmer in his head,] that makes a rifter. Lyrium's tied to magic and the Fade, but if it were just that, we mages would have it, too.

Maybe all we'd need to come down with it is a massive dose of lyrium--though I'd not ask anyone to try that on a theory.

[A brief pause. Then:] Lady, has your family a symbol they're known by? [There's a reason for the question, really.]