Reven looked down over the lights flickering about Skyhold from his spot up on the ramparts. It was cold up here and he was wrapped tightly in a velvety cloak; one of the many pieces Josephine had picked out for him from Orlais. He liked the deep blue of it and even if he hadn't it was the warmest thing he'd ever owned. He often used it as a blanket rather than saving it for its intended purpose of outdoor use as its lining was irresistibly soft. Josephine did not know that.
"Piss frozen breaches but it's cold! What the bloody hell are you doing sitting up here?" Sera's teeth chattered as she spoke, rubbing her arms for warmth.
"I was just enjoying the view." Reven replied.
"What an arse headed thing to be doing on a night this windy! Have you lost whatever few marbles you had in that stupid head of yours?" Sera glowered at him.
"Well what are you doing up here?" Reven chuckled in reply even as he slid his feet to the walkway and offered her his cloak, which she unceremoniously took and pulled up tight under her nose.
"Varric and them were looking for you for a game of Wicked Grace, so I helped looked seeing as nothing is better than watching you lose your purse. Not gonna get to see that if we both die with our asses stuck frozen to the stones are we?" Sera turned abruptly and started marching back down the walkway. Reven had folded his hands into his elbows, the considerable chill becoming much more noticeable in just his jacket. He followed along behind Sera laughing softly as she dragged the cloak along the ground, having wrapped it around herself sideways either obstinately or because in the darkness she'd thought it was a blanket and hadn't considered its direction. She looked quite regal, also absurd.
"Don't cackle so loud you flying asshat, you're gonna have to win this thing back in the game." Apparently she had noticed what it was.
"Hey, I lent it you. It wasn't a gift. That's not fair." Reven acted overtly appalled.
"Yea well holder's owner. Good luck getting it off me now." She tossed at him.
Reven hid his smile behind his hand as they both entered the side room in Skyhold's main building that had unofficially become their Wicked Grace room.
"Hey, you found him! Great. We'd all given up." Varric leaned back from showing Cole how to shuffle cards.
"Oi did ya? I bet you never tried, just sat there on your fat asses the lot of ya." Sera turned her head sharply to Bull.
"Hey, this is all muscle, no fat here." Bull gestured with a mug.
"That's not even physically possible." Dorien put in.
"Hey!" Bull turned.
"Please, I cannot spend another evening with the topic of conversation being Tiny's physique."
"Oh." Josephine made a disappointed sound. A conversation between Varric and Bull erupted revolving around Varric's proposed jealousy.
Reven sat down opposite Josephine with Sera sliding into place on his right.
"Hey…why are you wearing the Inquisitor's cloak? That's supposed to be for special occasions." Josephine said in alarm.
"Is sleeping a special occasion then?" Leliana whispered to Reven from his left. He blushed just slightly and hissed back under his breath "You have people watching me when I sleep?" Leliana hid her mouth behind her cards as Josephine and Sera argued. "Everything I do is for your protection, my lord." Reven gave her a look, but the corners of his mouth were turning up. "Then how about winning back my cloak from Sera for me?" "I think I can do that" Leliana replied before volunteering to fetch them all another round.
The evening concluded with Josephine actually winning the cloak, which she quickly returned to Reven, sans her other winnings which were substantial. Leliana shrugged at the Inquisitor. "I want one like that." Sera grumbled.
"We could order you one you know." Reven put in.
"I'll just take yours later tonight." Sera said.
"Isn't announcing your thefts in advance not the best idea?" Varric winked.
"Only if mentioning it would somehow slow me down, but it won't now will it huh?" Sera replied proudly.
"You know I have people guarding the Inquisitor's chambers…" Leliana put in.
"Now isn't that the sort of thing you shouldn't declare?" Sera jeered.
"Uh, as if we didn't all already know that?" Bull yawned.
"We could all have cloaks. We'd match." Cole suddenly appeared behind Reven who jumped.
"Wouldn't that just be darling?" Leliana laughed. "They make pet ones you know. I could get some nug ones…" As Leliana thought on this the back and forth between Sera,Bull and Josephine (although Bull was more just fanning the flame) escalated and the end result was Sera tearing around the room from furniture piece to piece with the cloak streaming behind her as Josephine urged Bull to catch the wayward elf and Reven being offered to spend his nights in Varric's room if he wanted to avoid his chambers. Although Varric quickly amended that he was probably even more watched than the Inquisitor so maybe it wasn't such a great plan.
Eventually Reven did get to his room and bed, and to his surprise found the cloak waiting there. He didn't know if Sera had returned it, or if Leliana had snatched it back and placed it there. Not taking chances on being woken up however if some sort of scuffle actually happened between Sera and any of Leliana's people (and the cloak now smelled like ale anyway) Reven hung it over the railing outside and gently pulled the doors to the balcony shut before crawling into bed with an extra log on the fire.