Only one word of that sentence lodges in his mind: Milliways.

They haven't done that in a while. Not that he can remember. It's always Adamant, Skyhold, occasionally his old Warden barracks. Sometimes it's even a camp somewhere in Ferelden, ten years ago; a soft insistence from his comrades that the last decade was just a bad dream.

So that explains why they've chosen Ysa's face this time.

"If you won't kill me, get off me," he snarls at Liranan. If his own voice sounds like he's done nothing but scream at the top of his lungs for two months straight...well, there are reasons for that.