“You’re the first Qunari I’ve ever met,” Strange says, forthright, his posture straightening a little against the desk. Neither Loxley nor Vlast around the Gallows really counted; their current shapes weren’t their own, and they weren’t part of the culture. “So, apologies if advance if I’m just a world of questions.”

But there was one thing she’d mentioned —

“The Imperium tested on you? What, like magical experimentation?”

He’s aware there might be a language barrier, a cultural barrier, preventing him from fully following, but he’s still locked in.