"You know Josephine, when you said you wanted to spend some alone time together, this isn't exactly what I had in mind"

"Well my dear, that is because you are a dirty old man, sometimes a lady just wants to get to know those who are close to her better."

Edrun sat down beside Josephine, who already had the straps on his pack undone and was beginning to paw her way through the contents.

"Dirty old man huh? My lady ambassador, you wound me." he said, doing his best to imitate the voice of a high and mighty noble.

"Did I say that I was complaining?"

She shot a small smirk his way, and Edrun couldn't help but beam back towards her. He couldn't help but think that if he ever grew tired of Josie's stunning beauty, he would simply have to jump off one of the balconies around Skyhold. What would even be the point of living anymore?

"Anyways, it occurred to me today that there is so little that I know about your time on the field, so I thought this might be a fun way of learning about the brave warrior, Edrun Cadash."

"You do realize that you could just ask me, right?"

"Have you ever heard of a politician simply ask for that which they wish to know?"

"Point taken."

Josephine pulled out an envelope from one of the pockets in his pack, apparently finding something of interest among the whetstones, water flasks and changes of undergarments.

"See? I'm already learning more about you, I never thought you would be so sentimental as to carry letters around with you. And this one is from someone named...Lantos?"

"An old associate from the Carta, he writes me every so often to let me know how things are going."

Edrun nodded, giving Josephine permission to scan the contents of the letter. Most of it was simple updates on how some of the younger members of his old squad were doing. This letter, thankfully, had not reported any deaths.

"You must miss them, don't you?"

"Sometimes...but every so often I realize it's been a few days, sometimes a week since I thought about that life. Lantos helps remind me where I came from, and that I still have some jackasses over there that I care about."

"My lord, I know that you-"

"Don't worry Josie, I know I can't see any of them till all of this blows over. Until then, Lantos says that they're all getting a kick out of drawing me in Orlesian masks and gowns, so they're fine for now."

Josephine placed the letter back in the pocket she found it in, looking somewhat upset at hearing about this. It wasn't often that Edrun talked about his old life, too many dark memories to bring up, but he knew that he would never let go of the good ones.

Josephine was almost through his entire pack now, not finding much else of note. Partly because he wasn't overly sentimental, but also partly because he knew that if he ever brought too many things of value, he would undoubtedly lose them. He was still sour that he had left his favorite pair of boots at that safehouse in Starkhaven.

"Wow, this is gorgeous Edrun!"

Josephine pulled out a small glass cube, with a glowing blue shard embedded in the center of it.

"Damn, I had forgot that I even had that in there, it's my old good luck charm."

Josephine held it up to better catch the light. The glass was all scratched and full of smudges, but the bright blue glow of the shard still shone through with a surprising brilliance.

"This is lyrium, isn't it? My lord, are you sure that it's safe?"

Edrun smirked, although through his beard Josephine probably couldn't tell. She had a habit of calling him 'my lord' whenever she was nervous, no matter how many times he told her not to.

"That's what the glass is for Josie. Don't forget that dwarves aren't immune to lyrium, we're just better around it than the rest of you. That's kind of the whole point of this, to make us believe that we're pretty damn hard to kill, and a little shard of lyrium isn't going to scare us."

Josephine laughed nervously as she put the charm back in Edrun's pack, not entirely convinced that the glass would do the trick.

"Well I for one, am rather glad that you are not so easy to kill my love."

She leaned across the bed to give Edrun a small kiss, which he may have extended into more of a deep kiss, an act which Josephine didn't mind at all.

She then went to work at putting everything back into his back, taking his various tools and clothing items back without asking any further questions. Though she did look somewhat concerned. When everything was back, she finally spoke her mind.

"Forgive me, it's not that I don't think that you should value your past at all, but it's just that..."

"You were thinking that I would have something to remind me of the Inquisition in there as well?"

Josephine flushed.

"I know, it's selfish, and you shouldn't need anything to remind you of the Inquisition while you're out there, considering you're surrounded by soldiers and officers. It is just a lady's fancy my dear, don't you worry abou-"

"Look at the inside of the flap Josie."

Face still red with embarrassment, she flipped the opening of the pack back up so that she could see the inside of the flap. There, sewn over the old material, was the Montilyet family crest.

"Sometimes I need something to remind me what I'm fighting to protect as well."