She smiles at that, twisted and wry. Inexplicably, maybe, but she's been through a lot. Her own death - that first one - doesn't hold the same amount of horror for her that it once had. ("I'm dead, Varric. I'm dead.")

She pushes the memory firmly away, and makes herself focus on Wash, shaking her head.

"Soldiers are KIA." CT hadn't been a soldier anymore when she'd died. She'd been a deserter. A traitor. She sucks in a breath, raising her head to, if not meet his eyes, at least look at his visor. "But...Yeah."