Exactly. And honestly, I like stew. It has so many different parts, it cannot get boring. And Fereldans love me. Even the ones who hate Orlesians, they can’t hate me. I don’t know what it is.

[ Jokes. They’re wonderful things. Bastien’s mostly looking ahead, watching Whiskey trot ahead of them, but he keeps hold of By’s hand. ]

I have a whole list. [ Of reasons to go. Whiskey, stew, being probably universally adored by his neighbors, etc. ] I’ve been thinking about it for a while.