Even if he knew what half those words meant in that order, Anders would still be having trouble doing the math, here. Because unnatural nonsense like this is precisely his definition of strange magic at work. Especially in a world that seems to be entirely dominated by strange spirits (and perhaps even demons), so much like the Fade.
(Well, maybe part of his trouble is likely just from assuming this is the Fade, and therefore, if the sky wants to fall or the furniture wants to talk, or a bunch of flowers all want to spontaneously crop up near each other without a care for when or why, well. That's all perfectly natural.)
So his puzzled skepticism stands. "...You think it's fairies?"
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(Well, maybe part of his trouble is likely just from assuming this is the Fade, and therefore, if the sky wants to fall or the furniture wants to talk, or a bunch of flowers all want to spontaneously crop up near each other without a care for when or why, well. That's all perfectly natural.)
So his puzzled skepticism stands. "...You think it's fairies?"