Nothing this man said was answering any of her questions, at least not on any sort of satisfactory level. She'd never heard of Thedas nor the Hinterlands, and if using ravens was just a quirk of this "spymaster" then she almost wouldn't be surprised if her surname was Snape, and she had no way of knowing what "a piece of the Fade" was even supposed to mean.

And there was no Hogwarts here. Or, at least, this man wasn't a wizard, in which case he wouldn't have ever heard of Hogwarts to begin with. So long as she clung to that hope, she'd be all right.

Eyeing the vial he handed her suspiciously, she gingerly accepted it despite the dubious look she gave him. "Is this a potion of some kind?" If it was, well, that blew a hole in the idea that he wasn't a wizard, even if he certainly wasn't dressed the part to begin with.