Sera looked up as Dawn approached her room. The human woman looked a little drained, pale in skin tone, but she smiled. Her and Cullen's mabari, a stout boy named Angus, followed obediently at her side. The elf stood up at her approach, smiling.

"Knock-knock." Dawn said as they entered. Sera chuckled nervously.

"Hey, you. Feeling better, right? You're not gonna faint again?"

Dawn shook her head. "No. I've been tended to. I'll be fine, Sera."

"Better be. Sit down by the window in case you need to upchuck." She cooed and knelt down to Angus's eye level. The mabari pelted her with kisses, tail wagging a mile a second. Sera giggled. "Who's a good boy? You are!" she said in a babying tone. Angus barked excitedly, wiggling his whole body. The Herald took her seat by the window, where a few pillows had been set up already. She looked at her dog and Sera, shaking her head. Sera giggled.

"I heard Angus was following you to make sure you don't die or anything for the next nine months. It's a good thing, innit?" Sera kissed the mabari's head, and the dog panted happily. She pulled away and sat down next to her friend, leaning against the window. She turned her head to her, smile fading. "So, you'll be careful from now on, right? I mean, you almost worked yourself to death."

Dawn nodded. "I'll be fine, Sera." She stroked her dog's head, who settled himself on the floor, laying down calmly. Dawn looked at her dog proudly. "He's taking his job very seriously. A noble tried to touch my gut and he actually nipped the noble enough to bleed. Thankfully, he was a Fereldan, so the noble actually cried over how wonderful it is that my mabari is so loyal."

Sera giggled. "Weirdy. So, you're pregnant...what's that like?"

Dawn shrugged. "It's alright, I suppose. I mean, I feel like throwing up every so often, and I'm tired, and craving weird things, but it's..." She smiled and gently touched her abdomen. "It's...well, I'm going to be a mom. I'm carrying my daughter or son or whatever the kid is. It just makes it all worth it." She scoffed. "Even though I already threw up twice today."

Sera nodded. "I kind of understand. I think. I don't know. Sounds like she's just pushing everything out to make room in there for her."

She raised an eyebrow. "'She'?"

"It's going to be a girl." Sera said, eyeing her gut. "I don't know how, but I just got a feeling, okay? Heard something about something that means something that the baby's a girl? Dunno. Just know."

Dawn shrugged in response. "Maybe. We'll have to find out. In any case, if the baby keeps making me throw up, the only thing left to throw up will be it." She said with a look of distaste at her abdomen. Sera laughed, and then looked between her friend's abdomen and her face.

"So, can I...?"

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Go for it, but you're not going to be feeling anything. That doesn't happen for a few months yet." She pulled back her shirt, exposing her belly. Sera reached and almost had her hand on her when Angus shot up and slapped her hand away, down with a paw. He gave Sera a stony look.

The elf recoiled in surprise, wide-eyed briefly. She glared at the dog. "Hey, I'm not some random arsehole! She gave me permission!"

Angus huffed and barked in response. Dawn frowned. "No, Angus. Bad boy!" The mabari whined and flipped his ears back, pouting at his owner. He let out a few argumentative barks, but Dawn had none of it. "I know you're very worried about it, but I gave her permission. If I give permission, she can touch."

The dog whined again, but backed down, laying down. The Inquisitor sighed and shook her head, looking back at Sera. "I'm sorry about him. He's been a little...overzealous in his duties."

Sera chuckled nervously, eyeing the dog. "No harm, no foul. So..." She reached out and successfully laid a hand on the Inquisitor. Her eyes widened and ears perked. Sera beamed. "I feel something! Something's moving in there!"

"Probably just gas or something. It's too early for the baby to kick." Dawn corrected. Sera giggled.

"You must have a lot of gas in there, then." She laughed at her friend's blush. "Oh, don't be embarrassed. You could even let one off. Wouldn't be the first time you did that in here."

"Sera!" Dawn blushed harder at Sera's snickering. The herald playfully shoved Sera's shoulder. "You're one to talk. You do it all the time when I'm here."

"I know!" Sera pulled back and continued her giggling. "Don't worry, Dawn, I'm not gonna mouth off to anyone that you're a bit gassy right now."

"Maker's Breath. I..." The smell of ground beef rose in the air as someone on the bottom floor came in with lunch, reaching the Inquisitor's nose- and her uneasy stomach. The blush faded from her cheeks as she moaned. Sera stood up.

"Head out the window! Head out the window!"

Dawn shoved her head out and retched onto the roof. Sera held her hair back, stepping over her dog. Angus crawled out from under the elf's legs and whined in concern. Dawn gasped when she was done.

"I'm so sorry." she groaned. Sera patted her back calmly.

"Don't apologize. Thanks for doing it on the roof. Better than on the floor."

The Inquisitor turned beet red again as she stared at the roof. "Maker, do you think anyone saw?"

"Yeah. It's okay, though, because everyone knows you're preggo." Sera consoled. Dawn groaned.

"Such a charming way to greet the onlookers. Sorry again about the roof."

Sera rolled her eyes. "Don't apologize. If you're gonna chuck your innards, do it on the roof. That roof's going to be puked on more than that in the next few months." Sera put a hand over the Inquisitor's forehead, which made Dawn raise an eyebrow.

"What are you doing?"

"Making sure you don't have a fever, smarty-pants." She pulled her hand back. "Sit tight while I get you some water. I don't want you to faint again. Nearly made my heart stop the first time, you know."

Dawn sat up. "I can get it my-"

"Shut up and keep sitting your arse down, Herald."