Given that Fenris' default state of being is that mild furrow-and-frown, Bethany doesn't think too hard on it. His words hold much more interest to her for the moment, and she's frankly glad for the extra information that Fenris can provide about the lack of immediate threats ... even if she isn't entirely certain she should believe it. She tightens her own arms about herself, the pressure enough of a distraction to calm down her anxieties just a little.

Fenris has no reason to lie to her, she reasons, and there's something else that he says which catches her attention more than the idea of a place of abundant magic that isn't the Fade.

"Others from Kirkwall?" She steps forward at this point, still too wound-up to properly restrain herself entirely. "Who else has found themselves in this place? Garrett, Isabela...?" She finds herself studying his face again, eager to find out the answer.