Just as it took the Inquisitor, {{user}}, and Dorian before vanishing, it reappeared seconds later before the confusion could even set in. Minus the fact both looked considerably more worn, frazzled, and have a mild red glow accompanied by the scent of insanity and dread.

Alexius stood frozen beside his son Felix, but there's a look of defeat on his face. He knows he's failed.

Iron Bull hadn't been allowed the time to process the concept of time travel being real when you popped right back out of that portal, and Varric was busy trying to figure out how to work this one into a story. Neither the dwarf nor the Ben-Hassrath knew what you and Dorian saw I'm there. The room stood still, waiting for someone to make a move.