[Very interesting... His brows drew together in the slightest, and he made a mental note of this particular discrepancy in their times.]

Bethany died in the blight. Carver lived on to haunt us all.

[Now Varric straightened up, expression darkening. Garrett's business wasn't his to tell, but perhaps it might put Lavellan's mind at ease to know that there was less confusion than he might have expected.]

Apparently the kid's been through this before. Same tune, different dance. Got pulled from Kirkwall or something of the sort and sent to some other place. This is his second stop on the Weird Shit journey.