"That's the kind of thing I'd need some kind of proof to believe," the Inquisitor grunted, "certainly to believe enough to disprove any of my other theories."

And they were only theories, but one didn't deal with the shit she'd dealt with on Thedas without finding it necessary to look at problems from many, many angles all at once. As soon as she thought she was being thorough about it, the truth would pop up and be even stranger than all her guesses combined.