[The Inquisitor receives a blank stare that lasts but a fleeting moment before Hawke focuses on the matter at hand. At least that answers his question. He's definitely in the Fade because not a damn thing makes sense right now.]

You know I think I've had my fill of giant Fade monsters. I think it's time to make a strategic advance in the opposite direction.

[Confident as he is in their abilities, he doubts their weapons will do little more than anger the beast. Ever so slowly, Hawke begins backing away.]

Go ahead and I'll be right behind you.

[With the way it's looking at him Hawke feels certain that the moment he makes any sudden moves those jaws will be snapping towards him again.]