[The glare slides right off, though he does note it with some amusement. Dorian doesn't know Cullen well, they'd only had a few chances to speak before this happened, but Dorian thinks that there are worse people he could be stuck with. If nothing else, Cullen is entertainingly grouchy, and it's clear that he has a good head on his shoulders.

Skill with a sword is nothing to be scoffed at, either. Every mage needs some bulky warriors to stand behind.]

There's no magic, so far as I can tell. We aren't in the Fade - that much is obvious. And I can sense no other form of magic that could have brought us here. I assure you, if this weren't real, I would know. It's as real as that awful hat the spirit boy was wearing, and as unfortunate.

[He says it with utter confidence, even though he can't help but feel a sliver of uncertainty. Everything here is strange - could it be that there's magic he can't sense? Dorian would rather not entertain that thought. If he doesn't have his skill with magic, he doesn't have much at all.]

I'll need to do more research, though. There could be magic here that we've never experienced before.