"..Hi."
"Hawke."
"I didn't think you'd be awake still.."
"If you thought that, why did you break in?"
"I wanted to see if you were alright, after-"
"I'm fine."
"Oooh-kay. So I guess I'll just let myself out?"
"You can do as you wish. You will anyway."
"That's not fair."
"When has anything ever been fair?"
"You know what, I'm tired of this. You're obviously not injured - physically at least - so I'll just leave you to it."
"Wait."
"Why?"
"I, uh, have some wine open. Perhaps you would care..?.."
"You want me to?"
"I am offering it to you, am I not?"
"You've offered me things before you've regretted later"
"Ha. Yes. Thank-you for reminding me."
"Look, sorry. That was unfair."
"No it wasn't. It was honest. You have always spoken your mind. It is one of the things I.. admire.. about you."
"Oh. You still have things you 'admire' about me then?"
"Hawke-"
"So I hear you like to dance?"
"You heard that, did you?"
"I have to say it did catch my ear, yes."
"My skills are improving the longer I spend in this city.. Warrior, weapon, Salsa master.."
"Perhaps one day the fandango?"
"I can but dream."
"Well, you know what they say.. 'If you believe in yourself you can achieve anything!'"
"Mm. I wonder if I should tell the witch of your impression of her?"
"Maker, no! You wouldn't dare?"
"Well, at least now I have something which to hold over you. Here."
"Thanks... This is good wine, Fenris. Are you sure you want to waste it on me?"
"I suspect you know the answer to that question."
"You know what, I really don't. Once maybe."
"Can we not just enjoy the wine?"
"Of course."
"So.."
"Yes?"
"How is your brother?"
"Carver? The same as he always is."
"You are hard on him."
"He joined the Templars!"
"Yes. Did you ask yourself why he might have done that?"
"You best refill my glass for this."
"Of course. Now answer my question."
"Yes, of course I've thought about. I did nothing but think about it until... But I think I get why he did it. It just.. I can't stop it feeling like a betrayal."
"It is a betrayal."
"You think so?"
"Yes. Just because you can understand why someone does something doesn't mean they didn't.. Didn't do what they did."
"Not your most succinct speech ever. More wine?"
"Please. Though, when you smile like that, it makes me think I should refuse."
"How am I smiling?"
"In Tevinter we would say 'like a bachelor at a slave market'. It doesn't translate well?"
"No, it's not that. You've translated it fine - I understand. In Fereldon we say 'the cat who got the cream'. I guess the meaning is the same, but I prefer ours to yours."
"As do I."
"So... "
"What are your plans now?"
"You want me to go..?.."
"No! I mean.. I meant.. Now that you've finished the Deep Roads, your family name is restored, your annoying little brother is out of the way-"
"Fighting for the honour and safety of the Hightown elite-"
"Fighting for the honour and safety of the Hightown elite, leaving you free to.. Well, to what?"
"Honestly, I have no idea. I still have the mine to think about, and Varric and Isabella seem intent on keeping me from living the life of Riley-"
"Pardon?"
"Sorry. I forget sometimes you're not from here."
"That hardly seems likely."
"Well, you work so hard to blend into the local culture."
"Touché. More wine?"
"There isn't much left."
"I have another bottle here. In fact I have another ten of this one alone, in the cellar."
"Well, in that case pass it over. Maybe later we can explore your cellar together?"
"Perhaps. It is very dark, would you not be frightened? I know how scared you get."
"True. Maybe you could light the way for me? Go all glow worm?"
"Glow worm?"
"Careful, that's good wine you're spluttering over yourself."
"A good thing I have more then. Top up?"
"Please."
"So... What were we talking about?"
"I can't remember.. It can't have been important. Oh yeah, what the future holds."
"Huh."
"What about you? Now that that woman.. Hadriana? Hadriana is dead, what will you do?"
"Why would I do anything different? My plans have not changed."
"Oh? I just.. I figured you wouldn't stick around.. You know, what with killing that woman and.."
"Danarius yet lives. So I will continue my original plan, to wait for him to reveal himself."
"Oh. Pass me that other bottle, would you?"
"My pleasure"
"You don't have to pour it for me, I'm not that drunk!"
"I disagree. Your cheeks are extremely pink. It is a sight to behold."
"Oh, really?"
"Oh really."
"Well, you know what? You, when you're drunk, you look extremely, extremely pretty."
"Pretty?"
"Not at all frightening. Not even mildly intimidating."
"Ah, is it so? That maybe explains why the pirate insists on buying me drinks at the 'Man. I have never considered it in that light - I thought only she wished me drunk to enable her cheating. Now I see I am also enabling her fantasying."
"She's not the only one."
"Hawke, please-"
"Yes, yes. It doesn't matter. Look, actually forget about.. Forget the drink. I probably should go."
"As you wish."
"Really? As I wish? That's it?"
"What do you want me to do? Beg you to stay?"
"Well- Yes, actually. Yes I do."
"Fine. Please stay, oh illustrious Hawke, my leader and tamer and my, my.."
"My what?"
"Nothing. You're right, you should go."
"No, please. I'm all ears. I'm interested."
"Why did you come here tonight? You can't really have been concerned about me-"
"Why can't I? Maker, Fenris you are such an ass, I-"
"Not, I mean, not concerned that I was injured."
"Ah. No, oh-kay. No, I wasn't."
"So..?"
"Pass that over when you're done? Thanks. I don't think you want the answer to your question, do you?"
"I want.. What I want is not important, anymore. Do you have any 'work' lined up?"
"Probably."
"Well... If you need my assistance.."
"Yes?"
"I will be here."
"You will?"
"... Yes."
"Good."
"Good. Another?"
"No. Thank-you. I think I'll leave. You probably need time to practice your pirouette."
"Ha, yes. It does need some work."
"Well, thanks for the wine and everything."
"You're welcome. Hawke?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you for coming to.. Thank you for coming to check I was alright."
"You're welcome. G'night, Fenris."
"Good night, Hawke."
