Sera: So. You gonna squeeze up to her or not?
Blackwall: What? Squeeze up to who?
Sera: Lady Josie. I've seen you, doing that knightly stuff.
Blackwall: Maker, Sera. No. Stay out of it.
Sera: (Laughs.) You're all shy! What, you think you can't treat her right?
Blackwall: No, it's not––––
Sera: I'll show you. I just need a peach. A ripe one, because if you do it right? Ripe! Down there.
Blackwall: Please, no peaches, ripe or otherwise.
Sera: Well I can't teach you bananas! That would be like showing you swords! Oh! Remember, do not use it like a sword.
Blackwall: How do I make this stop?
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Varric: I know this is a radical suggestion, but have you considered just... talking to her?
Blackwall: No. Never occurred to me. End of story.
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Blackwall: So... Worst place you've ever been?
Varric: Well that would depend on whether or not I was there alone.
Blackwall: You're gonna make me talk to her, aren't you?
Varric: Just try "Hello"!
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Varric: So... Hero, you and Josephine...
Blackwall: No. No, you are not getting me into this conversation.
Varric: Oh, content to pine in silence, gazing at the dear ambassador from afar!
Blackwall: Can we talk about something else? Revasa! Revasa is the best, you were right!
Varric: I could help, you know. Nothing stirs the heart like a well-written word.
Blackwall: You're suggesting I woo the lady with someone else's words? You really want me on that path again?
Varric: Oh... yeah. Bad idea. Let's just forget I said anything.