"No, no," she chuckled. "Why would I set you up with her even if she wasn't married? That would give her excellent incentive to punch me with those gauntlets of hers." She cleared her throat, laughter still at the edges of her voice. "And at this point, I'd like to keep you with me instead, if you don't mind."

She sipped her drink so she wouldn't devolve into further chuckling and then thought better of it. It was probably the reason why this was all too funny. "She was trying to... I wish I could call it courting but it wasn't even remotely close to it. She wasn't sure how to get his attention or see how he felt." Which was a gross understatement. "Aveline asked us to clear a patrol route for her so she and Donnic could be speak. The fighting was easy enough but her courting was disastrous." She chuckled. "She almost tried to give him a traditional Ferelden dowry."

Hawke shrugged. "But isn't that the point? You're supposed to stand out. And you could always make up a reason to wander around with a different set of armor on, something lighter, if you wanted. Reconnaissance reasons."