"Really? Damn the lack of powers then. My sister's a mage." Bethany would hate to be in a place without her magic, despite the fact that magic's been a bane for her and the others. But it's a part of her, or so she'd say. Hawke tries to think of a clever way to get rid of the moths. She hooks a finger at him and dodges to the right, pivoting to see how long they'd follow zig zaggers.

She's used to running for her life so this is like old times. "It's not the insects, otherwise I'd hear everyone complaining about them. However we're here, it was done at the time. I heard some rumors about something called clones, never heard of it before, but that's one of the ongoing theories." Hawke saw demons mimicking humans, but not duplicating humans.