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[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 2 of 8

 

 

Solas x Inquisitor

 

Inquisitor: I almost got him, you know.

 

Solas: I was there.

 

Inquisitor: I was this close. This close. But the jerk just had to jump off that cliff into the ocean.

 

Solas: You are lucky you didn’t go with him.

 

Inquisitor: I guess I have you to thank for that. At first I thought you were compensating for something with that staff of yours but now I see the length is actually pretty useful.

 

Solas: *Lip twitches slightly* It’s good to see your sense of humor has not left us.

 

Inquisitor: It’s one of the few good qualities I have. So how’s it looking? Your magic doing anything for it?

 

Solas: I am doing what I can for the physical but the weapon used on you has also damaged your inner self, as it were.

 

Inquisitor: So...what does that mean? My soul will disappear forever? My dreams are going to be really weird? I’m not going to end up having a tea party with the Creators when I die?

 

Solas: Fear not, love. It sounds worse than it is. We must merely enter the Fade and heal the wound from there.

 

Inquisitor: Oh, going into my dreams, Solas. You sure you’re ready for such a dangerous adventure?

 

Solas: If it meant helping you I would face the Elder One in nothing but my small clothes.

 

Inquisitor: Gasp. Was that a joke? Someone mark down this day for the records.

 

Solas: Yes, yes, now shut your mouth as well as your eyes and we shall begin.

[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 3 of 8



Cassandra x Inquisitor

Cassandra: That was terribly foolish of you, Inquisitor. Look at your arm.

Inquisitor: What? The mangled look is very in nowadays.

Cassandra: What in Andraste’s name were you thinking?

Inquisitor: Wow, that sword would look great if my blood decorated its blade?

Cassandra: Do not patronize me.

Inquisitor: I don’t see what the big deal is. I killed the guy, didn’t I?

Cassandra: And in the process you were hurt.

Inquisitor: Cassandra…

Cassandra: Because of me this happened to you. I should have been more vigilant.

Inquisitor: Cassandra, the man literally appeared from nowhere. You couldn’t have prevented this from happening.

Cassandra: I should have.

Inquisitor: Look at me. I don’t know how things worked as a Seeker but you are not responsible for the actions of every other person in Thedas.

Cassandra: I don’t think you understand. I nearly got the one person capable of sealing the rifts and ending this madness killed because I was careless. I have to get better.

Inquisitor: The only thing you need to get better at, Cassandra, is hiding those dirty, dirty books.

Cassandra: What? I don’t read—

Inquisitor: Sure, sure, now isn’t this the part of the story where you fall into my arms and recount all my wondrous qualities in poetic verse?

Cassandra: You’re lucky you’re so vital to the rest of the world.

Inquisitor: As long as I'm vital to yours. That's all that matters.

[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 4 of 8

 

 

Cullen x Inquisitor

 

 

Cullen: I should have been there.

 

Inquisitor: Don’t worry yourself. That’s the reason we have two legs isn’t it? In case one decides to take a hike there’s a spare.

 

Cullen: You’re awfully cheery for a person who had an arrow go straight through their thigh.

 

Inquisitor: Well, one of us has to stay strong. Wouldn’t you say?

 

Cullen: In any case, I should have been there. Instead I’m cooped up in this keep lying out military strategy. And faulty military strategy at that.

 

Inquisitor: You’re right. The entire reason I was injured is because you didn’t predict the unpredictable.

 

Cullen: It wasn’t unpredictable. The ambush should have been very apparent.

 

Inquisitor: Uh, yeah. To a person with clairvoyance. You’re too hard on yourself, Cullen.

 

Cullen: It’s just…the thought of you being out there and me being stuck here…

 

Inquisitor: Cullen, I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself. Plus, I got the glowing hand remember? I’m too big a deal to be killed by some random bandit.

 

Cullen: That glowing hand might as well be a target on your back.

 

Inquisitor: Look, I won’t die out there because I’ve got a reason to come back.

 

Cullen: Inquisitor, I—

 

Inquisitor: Yes, Sera’s stew is definitely something to behold.

 

Cullen: You’re an ass.

 

Inquisitor: But you love me.

[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 5 of 8

 

 

 

Sera x Inquisitor

 

Sera: Inquisitor, that was fantastic.

 

Inquisitor: Yeah, that’s me…fantastic. Ouch, my everything.

 

Sera: I’ve never seen such amazing fighting skills. The grace, the raw power…

 

Inquisitor: Yeah, raw power, describes me perfectly. Do I have a rib poking out?

 

Sera: Nah, it’s just a lyrium flask. You’re okay.

 

Inquisitor: Uh, right.

 

Sera: Here *Kisses the Inquisitor’s swollen lip* Better?

 

Inquisitor: Uh, I don’t know…try again.

 

Sera: *Kisses Inquisitor* How about now?

 

Inquisitor: Better but there’s a wound a little lower that might need some love.

 

Sera: Ha, ha. How about I demonstrate my TLC when we get back to the keep?

 

Inquisitor: Aw, what’s wrong, Sera? Shy?

 

Sera: *Snort* Of course not. We’re just still a little busy fighting the enemy at the moment.

 

Inquisitor: And here I thought you were the adventurous type.

 

Sera: You’ll find no one more adventurous than me. But I’d rather not be the one to explain to the rest of the world how the great and powerful Inquisitor died having a quickie in the middle of the battlefield.

 

Inquisitor: Ah, but what a way to go.

[QueenofFereldan]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 4 of 8

 

 

Cullen x Inquisitor

 

 

Cullen: I should have been there.

 

Inquisitor: Don’t worry yourself. That’s the reason we have two legs isn’t it? In case one decides to take a hike there’s a spare.

 

Cullen: You’re awfully cheery for a person who had an arrow go straight through their thigh.

 

Inquisitor: Well, one of us has to stay strong. Wouldn’t you say?

 

Cullen: In any case, I should have been there. Instead I’m cooped up in this keep lying out military strategy. And faulty military strategy at that.

 

Inquisitor: You’re right. The entire reason I was injured is because you didn’t predict the unpredictable.

 

Cullen: It wasn’t unpredictable. The ambush should have been very apparent.

 

Inquisitor: Uh, yeah. To a person with clairvoyance. You’re too hard on yourself, Cullen.

 

Cullen: It’s just…the thought of you being out there and me being stuck here…

 

Inquisitor: Cullen, I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself. Plus, I got the glowing hand remember? I’m too big a deal to be killed by some random bandit.

 

Cullen: That glowing hand might as well be a target on your back.

 

Inquisitor: Look, I won’t die out there because I’ve got a reason to come back.

 

Cullen: Inquisitor, I—

 

Inquisitor: Yes, Sera’s stew is definitely something to behold.

 

Cullen: You’re an ass.

 

Inquisitor: But you love me.

 

Cullen is the one needing comforting, methinks. XD

[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 6 of 8

 

 

 

Josephine x Inquisitor

 

 

 

Josephine: Inquisitor, I came as soon as I heard. Are you all right?

 

Inquisitor: Well, my legs are a little banged up and my left hand is having a hard time making a fist but other than that I’m hunky-dory. Emphasis on the hunky part.

 

Josephine: I was worried sick. What happened?

 

Inquisitor: Well, I was walking along when all of a sudden this orphanage caught fire so I, the bravest person alive, ran in to rescue all the hopeless orphans.

 

Josephine: What?

 

Inquisitor: Did I also mention that the fire was the work of demons and that they were about to devour a litter of kittens until I single-handedly saved their lives too? Pretty impressive since cats have nine lives a piece.

 

Josephine: Are you sure demons were what endangered the kittens and not your gratuitous amounts of bullshit?

 

Inquisitor: I would never. I’m astounded that you would even ask me such a question.

 

Josephine: You know, you’re almost as good as Zevran.

 

Inquisitor: Zevran? And who may I ask is Zevran?

 

Josephine: Ah, he was an Antivan Crow and one of my former loves. There isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t dream of his face. When I don’t yearn for his touch. When I don’t image him when I am intimate with another.

 

Inquisitor: Hey, hey, hey, whoa. Am I going to need to drop the whole Elder One fiasco to hunt down this overrated pigeon?

 

Josephine: *Laughs* Wow, jealousy? Ha, you’re not the only one that can bullshit, you know.

[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 7 of 8

 

 

Blackwall x Inquisitor

 

 

 

Blackwall: Inquisitor? Inquisitor? Can you hear me?

 

Inquisitor: Huh? What?

 

Blackwall: How many fingers am I holding up?

 

Inquisitor: Eleventeen?

 

Blackwall: Three.

 

Inquisitor: That was my second guess.

 

Blackwall: Are you okay? That was quite the hit you took.

 

Inquisitor: I feel like I was knocked all the way back to the Exalted Age. What hit me? A golem with a grudge?

 

Blackwall: Close enough. Some bounties hunters caused a rock slide in attempt to kill us. They unfortunately got away while we were digging you out.

 

Inquisitor: Lucky them. I would’ve laid the smack down on their sorry asses.

 

Blackwall: Ever enthusiastic.  

 

Inquisitor: Oh, my head. I don’t suppose you’re carrying a galleon of ale in that majestic beard of yours?

 

Blackwall: Afraid not. But I hear that the keep has been fully restocked.

 

Inquisitor: Good. Because my head is killing me and that’ll cause me to make bad decisions.

 

Blackwall: And alcohol will make you have good decisions?

 

Inquisitor: Well, considering that every time I’m drunk I end up in your chambers. You tell me.

 

Blackwall: To the bar!

[Violet Carson]

Set the scene: Inquisitor has been hurt and the LIs try to comfort/heal them. Part 8 of 8

 

 

Dorian x Inquisitor

 

 

Dorian: I thought that was the end.

 

Inquisitor: Don’t be silly, Dorian, a dragon making a chew toy out of my leg is not nearly as horrible—Ouch, hey, that hurt.

 

Dorian: Good. Maybe that’ll remind you not to take such stupid risks to impress me.

 

Inquisitor: Can you blame me?

 

Dorian: Yes. Yes, I can. In fact, I’m doing it right now. You’re going to be the Saviour of Thedas. What else do you have to prove by trying to jump on the back of a dragon and trying to ride it like a horse?

 

Inquisitor: What can I say? I have to get as much love and affection out of you before you open your eyes and realize what a waste of time I am.

 

Dorian: Waste of time? I wouldn’t be here healing your wounds if I thought you were a waste of my time.

 

Inquisitor: But you could do so much better than me. I…I’m nothing.

 

Dorian: Stop that. You’re one of the few people I know that I can depend on. Whether the problem is big or small. You’ll always be there.

 

Inquisitor: You got nothing to gain by shacking up with me, doll face.

 

Dorian: Wait a minute… “waste of time”, “you can do so much better than me”, “nothing to gain by shacking up”, “doll face”? Have you been reading Cassandra’s romance novels again?

 

Inquisitor: No…maybe…yes…

 

Dorian: *sighs* And is that where you got the idea to ride a dragon?

 

Inquisitor: Well actually in the story he wrangles up a bucking bronto to prove his love.

 

Dorian: So you decided to one-up the fictional character?

 

Inquisitor: Well, yeah. But I didn't think a bronto properly demonstrated how strongly I feel about you and a dragon is the biggest thing I know of so…ta da. Impressed?

 

Dorian: *smirks* We need to get you new reading material. 

[Degenerate Rakia Time]

i prefer one liners instead of lenghty dialogue, with that in mind....

 

JackassInquisitor, IB and Sera drinking in the tavern when Cassandra and Leliana walk in

 

*Inquisitor looks at them then back at Sera and IB*

Inquisitor: So guys, with which hand do you think the Divine wipes her ass?

[TheLittleBird]

Well, Violet, do carry on with that banter. My favourite out of those 8 has to be with Blackwall, 

[Rel Fexive]

This was in my head for a bit, so it's time for it to come out.  It's not much, but I thought it appropriate.

 

 

[An important character is facing some sort of death alone - execution, a last stand, something like that. Suddenly, explosions and fighting are heard behind the crowd/combatants - and two figures approach....]

 

INQUISITOR: Well look at this. 'Pears we got here just in the nick of time. What does that make us?

 

CASSANDRA: Big damn heroes, Inquisitor.

 

INQUISITOR: Ain't we just.

[DameGrace]

This was in my head for a bit, so it's time for it to come out.  It's not much, but I thought it appropriate.

 

 

[An important character is facing some sort of death alone - execution, a last stand, something like that. Suddenly, explosions and fighting are heard behind the crowd/combatants - and two figures approach....]

 

INQUISITOR: Well look at this. 'Pears we got here just in the nick of time. What does that make us?

 

CASSANDRA: Big damn heroes, Inquisitor.

 

INQUISITOR: Ain't we just.

 

FIREFLYYYYYY!!! 

 

Oh, it warms my heart every time somebody references/quotes/mentions it 

 

Okay, guys, I'll be in my bunk... rewatching my favourite TV series, of course! 

[DameGrace]

[Couldn't leave you guys. Party consisting of the Inquisitor, Cass, Varric, Iron Bull faces the dragon. The dragon effortlessly lifts Inquisitor in the air and starts trashing him]

 

Cass: We need to help the Inquisitor! Bull--

Varric: Wait! This is something he has to do for himself.

Inquisitor: (still being ragdolled in the air) NOOOOO! NO, it's not!

Varric: Oh. (beat) Bull. Charge!

[BronzTrooper]

Time for some more elvish nicknames courtesy of Lin'Mi.     This time: Vivienne.

 

Vivienne: Inquisitor, I would like I word with you.

 

Lin'Mi: What is it?

 

Vivienne: It is about this... 'nickname' you have given me.

 

Lin'Mi: I suppose you would like me to explain the meaning behind it?

 

Vivienne: Yes.  The dwarf may be insufferable with his tall tales and... whatever that is on his chest, but at least he has the common courtesy to give me a 'nickname' that is in the common tongue.

 

Lin'Mi: Hmph.  If you have a problem with my being Dalish, say so now.

 

Vivienne: I meant no offense, though why your people hold such childish views on magic is beyond me.

 

Lin'Mi: * narrows eyes * I will ignore that comment as that is a discussion for another time.

 

Vivienne: Quite right, Inquisitor.  So, what does this 'nickname' you have given me mean?

 

Lin'Mi: I call you Fen'Asha, which translates as 'wolf woman'.

 

Vivienne: * shudders * 'Wolf woman'?  Why would you compare me to such a vulgar beast?

 

Lin'Mi: Since you asked so nicely, wolves are tenacious, cunning, ruthless, and chase their prey relentlessly.  You are also cunning, tenacious, ruthless, and you relentlessly chase your goals.  I imagine that if you were to be any forest creature, you would be a wolf.  And I say that with the utmost respect, even if we don't exactly get along.

 

Vivienne: I see.  While I appreciate the sentiment, the fact that you have compared me to such a filthy beast makes me... disappointed, to put it politely.

 

Lin'Mi: Would you prefer that I call you 'Shemlen' instead?

 

Vivienne: * scoffs * Fine.  Continue to refer to me in your current manner, if you must.  It would be more preferable than being called 'Shemlen'.  * leaves *

 

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Yeah, I don't really think Lin'Mi and Vivienne would get along, exactly, but I think they would respect one another.  tbh, I was a bit worried about how difficult it would be for me to type up dialogue for Vivienne, but it was actually fairly easy.  

[Rel Fexive]

COLE: [wearing *that* hat] How's it sit? Pretty cunning, don't you think?

 

JOSEPHINE: I think it's the sweetest hat ever.

 

INQUISITOR: A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he's not afraid of anything.

[Violet Carson]

Varric: So, Inquisitor, have any big plans after you save the world from demons and it's own general stupidity?

Inquisitor: I don't know. I haven't really given it much thought.

Varric: Well, what's the first thing you're going to do after you heroically crush the Elder One under your heel while spitting witty one-liners?

Inquisitor: Hmm, I want to sit on the beach in my night clothes with a pint in hand and just watch the sun set into the horizon, knowing that nothing is going to rip my head off my shoulders or remove my limbs one at a time. Just completely at ease.

Varric: Huh, I was going to make a joke but that actually sounds nice. Mind if I join you?

Inquisitor: Where would I be without my trusty Paragon of Manliness?

[Zehealingman]

I am quite bored right now, so I'll write random stuff down

 

Stuff companions say after combat:
 

Vivenne: Dear,*sigh* did you really think that you had a chance to win this?

Vivienne: Marvelous.

 

Varric: Hah, told ya all that Bianca is angry today!

Varric: Don't worry, when I tell that story I will leave the fact out that you are just hilariously dumb!

 

Dorian: Oh come on, you could have atleast tried, you know?

Dorian: Ah, at least you died by someone who looks dashing. Heh ,it's something!

 

Iron Bull: HAHA, that was fun!

Iron Bull: Already over!?

 

Sera: Come on, did you really think that you could win against me? Oh please. *short laughing*

Sera: Well, you are dead. Which is not a big surprise.

 

Solas:  Every rash action has consequences. *sigh*

Solas: That outcome was to be exspected!

 

Cole: I will not forget you ...

Cole: Your pain is over now.

 

Cassandra: What a heroic battle!

Cassandra: You won't be a problem anymore.

 

Blackwall: The ''Wall'' is in my name for a reason.

Blackwall: Did you really think that I would let you hurt my allies?

 

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Companions when they are seeing Skyhold for the fist time

 

Varric: Well... it's big.

Solas: Mighty walls , indeed.

Cassandra: Maker ...

Iron Bull: Look at the size ... this will be fun.

Sera: Oh my, just look at it! Wow....

Dorian: This will help us ...

Vivienne: A sight to treasure.

Blackwall: Inspiring...

Cole: I feel save now.

[Violet Carson]

Dorian, Cassandra, Vivienne and the Inquisitor


Dorian: Cassandra, please, don't you care?

Vivienne: Truly. I mean chain mail with steel plate? Red iron resting on black steel? Your armor is chipped, for Andraste's sake.

Cassandra: I don't care.

Dorian: Really, I guess you could say your wardrobe---

Inquisitor: Oh, please, no...

Dorian: is Pentaghastly.

Inquisitor: Ugh.


I'm sorry. It was right there! Please don't kill me.

[Rel Fexive]

As I always say: sometimes you just have to do your duty to comedy.

[Little Princess Peach]

This is a conversation between my elf inquisitor and Cullen

 

Desu'ra: please please please

Cullen: for the last time I said no

Desu'ra aww your no fun...

Cullen: I'm not going to let you pet my head

Desu'ra: but but the lion head is so fluffy

Cullen: it's meant to intimidate not be fondled over with...

Desu'ra I'll let you pet my ears...

(Cullen blushes)

Desu'ra: come on at least let me put a cute red bow on it

Cullen: were done here for the day....

.................................................................................................

 

Varric: Dose anyone know why our  dear Templar friend back at the keep was wearing a frilly bow?

Cole: did a demon take over his body and convert him into a woman?

Varric: here I though you had no sense of Humor kid

[AstraDrakkar]

Party banter is one of my favorite parts of DA games. I hope we get some really juicy banter.

[Violet Carson]

Party banter is one of my favorite parts of DA games. I hope we get some really juicy banter.

If the banter in game is half as good as what we're getting in this thread it'll probably end up being my favourite Dragon Age game. Lol.

[Xannisel]

*Somewhere near some ruins at the edge of the desert when the Inquisitor begins to act strange and starts flailing about*

 

Cassandra: Wha-What is he doing?

 

Varric: Maybe the sun has gotten to him or he's doing his best impression of a headless chicken.

 

Iron Bull: I would say that he is drunk, but I do not believe I have seen anyone act that strange after a few pints.

 

*Inquisitor takes out his sword and starts swinging it around while screaming about bats*

 

Varric: I think I know what is wrong with him now.

 

Iron Bull: As do I.

 

Cassandra: I dread to ask, but how do the both of you know what is wrong with him?

 

*Varric and Bull look at each other*

 

Varric: Let's start with the facts. Fact One: Our Inquisitor loves a good stiff drink. Fact Two: He has been known to take a few bottles to his room.

 

Cassandra: And fact three?

 

Iron Bull: Many of us, including myself, wanted to sample his selections. Problem was that he always kept his door locked and shut.

 

*Inquisitor is still acting weird*

 

Cassandra: And I take it you enlisted Varric to help you.

 

Iron Bull: Not at first, Cole wasn't around and Sera was fighting off a hangover. So I went to Varric. Found him writing one of his stories.

 

Cassandra: And how did Iron Bull convince you to help.

 

Varric: I'll admit, I was curious as everyone else. What he kept would greatly help the stories about him.

 

Cassandra: *shakes her head* So the both of you went to his room, picked the lock, and helped yourself to his liquor.

 

Varric: Which leads to fact number 4: The  door was actually unlocked and open at the time.

 

Iron Bull: Leading to fact number 5: He kept a whole lot more than just expensive brews.

 

Cassandra: What kind of things?

 

*Both Varric and Iron Bull sigh as they continue to ignore the crazy Inquisitor*

 

Varric: Two bags of elfroot, seventy-five pellets of felandaris, five sheets of strong deathroot, a saltshaker half-full of lyrium, and a whole Fade's worth of uppers, downers, screamers, laughers...

 

Iron Bull: Also a bottle of aquae lucidius, a bottle of rum, a case of whiskey, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen deep mushrooms.

 

Cassandra: ...Why would the Inquisitor have all of that?

 

Iron Bull: It's not like he needs all of that, but when you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push as far as you can. Something that I had experience with.

 

Varric: What worries me the most is the ether, as there is nothing more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I fear that he will get into that stuff once we get back.

 

Cassandra: ... *covers face and groans*

 

*The Inquisitor runs up to the party*

 

Inquisitor: We can't stay here. This is bat country. *runs off*

 

Varric: Bull, grab the Inquisitor. Cassandra, you and I will ...relieve the Inquisitor of his "collection."

 

Iron Bull and Cassandra: Agreed!

[Zehealingman]

Sera: Cassy? 'Anda? Hmm... Cassily? Hot little bitc....

 

Cassandra: Maker! *sigh*  ... alright, what is it Sera?

 

Sera:  Yeah, so I've been thinking what the Inquisitor calls you during s-

 

Cassandra: Enough Sera! Don't you dar-

 

Sera: Sex!

 

Cassandra: ... You are going to regret the day you were born.

 

Sera: *giggles* Whatever you say Cassy! Eh, Inquisitor? Can I ask a question...?

 

Inquisitor(smart): Alright Sera, when two people love each other very much they ...

Inquisitor(noble): Come on Sera, leave Cassandra alone. Her face is already red enough.

Inquisitor(direct): Enough of this! Focus on the mission. ....*silent* Cassey .... hmm, good one.

 

Cassandra: Everyone, take a good look at me. See my weapons? My armor? Who wants to continue talking about that topic?

 

Everyone else: ....

 

Cassandra: Good.

 

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Cullen: Leliana, you need to control your agents! Yesterday, that Reaver told everyone that I, and I quote: '' Eat babies and virgins during breakfast''

 

Josephine: Uhh, you forgot that you also have a punch desire demons caged up in your quarters!

 

Cullen: ....*sigh* And that.

 

Leliana: *giggle* M-Maker, I will take care of it, General.

 

Cullen: ... Yeah, you do that Spymaster. Now, if you excuse me, the Inquisitor needs me in the tower.

 

Josephine: That was entertaining, now ... huh, what are you doing?

 

Leliana: Writing down more rumors to spread.

 

Josephine/Leliana: *giggle*

[Basement Cat]

Cassandra VS Trevelyan (again)

 

Varric: Woah, that's a nasty glare. What did you do this time?

 

Trevelyan: Uh, I'm not sure, actually.

 

Varric: Oy! Seeker! What did he do this time?

 

Cassandra: Shut up and keep walking. Both of you.

 

Varric: Well, that was cold.

 

Trevelyan: I thought it was rather heated myself.

 

Varric: Well, if you want to be technical the angry tone does convey a certain heat but it is mitigated by the distance. She's way back there.

 

Trevelyan: So we could say that she is lukewarm, at best?

 

Cassandra: *glare* Will you both be quiet and focus?

 

Varric: I think she's getting warmer.

 

Trevelyan: I definitely felt an increase in temperature.

 

Cassandra: *seething* I swear I will end you both.

 

Trevelyan: Woo! It's getting hot here! I might need to take my shirt off again.

 

Varric: I might too.

 

Cassandra: *mortified silence*