His tone softens somewhat, not that he'd sounded overly harsh before, but: "They can take your arm off at the elbow. Far as I know, that's the only cure." Sorry, Carla.

He doesn't watch her examine her hand where she's been marked, but he doesn't have to. It's... crap, frankly, getting dragged in and then stuck like this. He still sometimes thinks back to the first poor bugger who'd an anchor in her hand, the Herald of Andraste. "Inquisition is set up to stop the thing that started all this. It's a good cause."