[ The fact that no one has thought to ask much makes him wonder how many who stumble upon this Carnival realize just what they have walked into. This could quickly become a cruel trick.

He keeps pace with Childermass easily though his focus is on the mirrors around them. Shadows and crows. Symbols that might have meaning once he learns more about the other man. Lurking in one behind them, a strange black wolf with six red eyes appears to be stalking them, hunting. It's an image Solas pointedly ignores. ]

You speak as if they are sentient. Brought to have minds of their own by fae magic? [ If so he had a greater need to learn more about fae magic. ] Much of what they do seems to be for their own enjoyment.