* Morrigan: So have you changed your mind, Sten? I dream about you and I, if you must know.
* Sten: You would, even were I interested in a small thing like you. The qunari act is... unpleasant.
* Morrigan: Unpleasant? Unpleasant how? Now I really am interested.
* Sten: Deadly.
* Morrigan: And what if I didn't mind? I enjoy a little... animation.
* Sten: You'd be less animated afterward.
* Morrigan: It sounds as if I am arousing your passions already, my dear Sten.
* Sten: Parshaara. Why do you pester me?
* Morrigan: (Chuckles) Because 'tis amusing, that is why.
* Morrigan: You seem so deep in thought, my dear Sten. Thinking of me, perhaps? The two of us, together at last?
* Sten: Yes.
* Morrigan: I... what did you say?
* Sten: You will need armor, I think. And a helmet. And something to bite down on. How strong are human teeth?
* Morrigan: How strong are my teeth?
* Sten: Qunari teeth can bite through leather, wood, even metal given time. Which reminds me, I may try to nuzzle.
* Morrigan: Nuzzle?
* Sten: If that happens, you'll need an iron pry bar. Heat it in a fire, first, or it may not get my attention.
* Morrigan: Perhaps it would be better if we did not proceed.
* Sten: Are you certain? If it will satisfy your curiosity...
* Morrigan: Yes. Yes, I think it is best.