I'd say prolly like most - fire roasted marshmellows!
I was umm lvl 5? or 6? (can't remember sorry) in the Hinterlands - I'd just liberated a camp from some bandits and took a wonder down under some ruins, picking some herbs and iron I spotted. Saw the path I was curved around and went upwards (I'm sure you all know where this is heading), so being adventurous I headed up and beheld a grand and beautiful vista (it was lovely).
"Well, there she goes" Varric said <-- to which I ignored as I was gazing at the scenery... and somehow managed to miss just what he had spotted (don't ask me how, that dragon is huge! lolz)
Next thing *big balls of fire engulf the party and turn us into marshmellows* <-- I never saw it coming, just heard some flapping then engulfed in fire and dead.
My lesson: When I hear a companion talk about things flying or taking off... RUN like mad till I'm actually ready to take on a dragon. lol!