For Bethany, it was the passion in his eyes as he spoke of his family's murder, right there in the city square for all to see. He had defied Elthina, standing tall in his spotless armor. The thick brogue of his tongue and the way his blue eyes shined with conviction as he shot the arrow through his notice.
Something about the way his voice cracked made her see this fragile man who needed someone, and she was determined to know him.
For Sebastian, it was going to the clinic in Darktown after joining Hawke, watching her heal the children and read them stories of Andraste and her struggles as they rested.
When she bowed her head and blushed at him, it always seemed that a hair would come loose in front of her face.
He longed to brush it behind her ear, and kiss her. To hold her in his arms and tell her just what she meant to him.
Another time, another place and he would have been hers, heart, body, and soul.
Now he just prayed for the strength to fight the temptation she delivered.
It wouldn't be long now before something had to give.