"She has no call to be so cranky. It ended well for her, didn't it?" He held up a hand innocently. "It's...an inspiring story to us all." His voice shook a little with his effort not to laugh.

"I do! And won't ever go crabbing at night again unless I plan to make a weekend of it. In a flat bottomed boat." There was the slightest touch of a wicked light in his eyes before he dropped his focus back down to his food.

"You're a cruel woman, Hawke. You may have discovered a way to make a grown Templar cry." He lifted his gaze again. "Or issued a challenge. I'll let you know when the occasion arises."