"Perfect. And you will learn how to cook them, I swear. If nothing else, you can take away a possibly valuable skill," she teased.

But he would have been young then. It didn't seem fair, though she kept that opinion to herself. "That's a shame," was all she could say without potentially stepping on his own feelings. "Do you wish you'd had more time before you became a Templar? Or would that have made it more difficult, do you think?"

She leaned into his fingers and faintly smiled. "Rumors? You haven't been listening to Varric, have you?"