"You did. And you weren't the first. Won't be the last, either." She could lose count how many people thought that way about her on a daily basis. She didn't bother worrying about it these days, which probably wasn't very smart, considering. At least she wasn't as nosy as Varric.

She smirked, bumping noses with him. "Did I?" she asked, nudging him slightly. "Your stubble, that's what." She cupped his cheek gently. "It keeps tickling me," she murmured beneath her breath, almost embarrassed to admit that. "But I do like it."