"Yes," Hawke replies bluntly, with the weight of knowledge and leaning into a more petty argument so he doesn't have to have a real one. "Not so different from an ancient magister who can hop between bodies and rip holes between planes."

He's a little proud of being able to use Chris' own terminology, what with 'planes' not being a concept really. There's the Fade and the waking world, full stop. Only he'd learned last time around that's not true and now he's able to put that knowledge to work, even if it's just in a vague discussion of who could hypothetically beat which ancient evil asshole.

"I may be officially old now but I'm still just as capable as I was ten years ago."