[ How terrible, to be a manipulative con man by trade (and by nature) but still have to ask for his boyfriend’s help and intervention to figure out why an eminently bullyable Tevinter twink is mad at him.
I adore you, too. Do you think we could get away from all of these people later and, uh— [ lower, like it's hot ] —go out in the garden and build snowmen who look like us?
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But not knowing is worse. ]
Yeah. Alright.
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I adore you, my darling. Thank you for trying to get along with the lad.
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[ Of course he's warmed and touched by this. It's audible beneath the dry upper layer of his tone. ]
—he is your kin.
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Maker forbid. I do wonder how our strapping visitor got that idea.
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Tevinter.
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But you probably are the closest he has anymore.
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[ But less cheekily: ]
I adore you, too. Do you think we could get away from all of these people later and, uh— [ lower, like it's hot ] —go out in the garden and build snowmen who look like us?
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Ooooh. Do you think we could find some sort of brush that would represent our mustaches?
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