COUSLAND: *blows raspberry* Pbbbbtttttt!
SERA: *blows raspberry* Pbbbbtttttt!
COUSLAND: PBBBBTTTTTTT!
SERA: PPPBBBTTTTTTT!
COUSLAND: *laughs* Oh, I like you already.
SERA: I remember you, you know.
COUSLAND: Do you now?
SERA: Yeah, you gave me that red box in Denerim.
COUSLAND: Oh! Were you the girl peeking at the doorway when you took it?
SERA: Yeah. Thanks for not opening it, yeah?
COUSLAND: I was tempted, actually.
SERA: *laughs* Good thing you didn't, it was full of bees.
COUSLAND: That… is actually brilliant.
SERA: Oh, I like you now, too!
COUSLAND: Why?
SERA: Those… cookies you gave to Bull! He gave me some, yeah! Friggin' brilliant!
COUSLAND: *laughs* Yes, well… Alistair and Sten always did love the cookies I made.
SERA: I could hug your titties so much right now.
COUSLAND: Sorry, but my titties are the sole property of the King of Ferelden.
SERA: *laughs*Titties for the King. I like you!
SERA: Friggin' nobles… oh right… you're a noble. Er… sorry.
COUSLAND: That I may be, but I'm not like the prissy-pantss in Halamshiral, am I?
SERA: *laughs* No… you're way more friggin' fun.
COUSLAND: I'm glad you think so… because I left a little "package" in Halamshiral, and I was hoping one of your "Friends" might… set it off for me.
SERA: Wait what? I didn't notice you left a package! What's in it?
COUSLAND: Let's just say… the manor will be "a-buzz" with stories once it's done.
SERA: *laughs* I'll get it done right away.
SERA: So… you're a Warden-Commander like Clarel, yeah?
COUSLAND: I am.
SERA: Will you be like her? If Corphy-face had come to you instead of to her? Will you turn your Wardens into a friggin' demon army just to escape… whatever that is… the Calling?
COUSLAND: Honestly? I cannot say. I have a feeling that I have done something far worse than what Clarel did.
SERA: What d'you mean?
COUSLAND: I inducted the Grey Warden who caused the Kirkwall Explosion and let him escape from Amaranthine.
SERA: Pfffbbbtttt. At least, you didn't turn him into a demon.
COUSLAND: No, but it feels like I unleashed one.
SERA: Bunny rabbit.
COUSLAND: Dog.
SERA. Hmm. I see it. Heart.
COUSLAND: Griffons.
SERA: Shite. You're right.
INQUISITOR: What are you talking about?
COUSLAND: Sorry, we were looking at clouds.
SERA: That one looks like someone's arse! *staccato laugh*
COUSLAND: Sera, am I to understand that you were the one who put lizards in my blanket?
SERA: What?! Me?! Noooo…
COUSLAND: No, I don't mind it actually. I like lizards. Animals in general.
SERA: You do?
COUSLAND: Well, as long as they're not as big as dragons, I think I'll like them.
SERA: Imagine sleeping on a bed roll with a dragon. That'd be a shite way to wake up, innit?
COUSLAND: True.
SERA: That was a nice shot, yeah?
COUSLAND: Hmm?
SERA: Last night, at the tavern. You shot those two apples on Bull's horns with two arrows with one draw. Friggin' brilliant!
COUSLAND: Thanks, I try to impress.
SERA: Can you teach me that?
COUSLAND: When we have the time, sure.
SERA: So, Queenie, do you prefer arrows or knives?
COUSLAND: Both, depending on the situation.
SERA: What do you think of Varric's Bianca?
COUSLAND: She's exquisite. I wish I had something like it, though it is a bit… winchy.
SERA: I know right?! Friggin' nasty.
COUSLAND: So, Sera, let me get this straight, you break a bottle on your armor to use your abilities?
SERA: Yeah.
COUSLAND: But… how can you not get hurt from all the shards?
SERA: I dunno. It's a mystery for the ages.
COUSLAND: Ugh, you're no help.
SERA: So… Red Templars.
COUSLAND: Sewn arse to mouth to each other.
SERA: *staccato laugh* Ewww! That's friggin' nasty.
COUSLAND: They deserve it, though. Your turn. Venatori.
SERA: Hmm… *chuckles* Glass bowls to the head full of ear wigs.
COUSLAND: Hmm… demon insects to the head. Perfect.
VARRIC: You know, a friend of mine and I used to play a game like that.
COUSLAND: You're welcome to join in, Master Tethras.
VARRIC: Okay then. Corypheus.
COUSLAND & SERA: Bees shoved up the arse.
VARRIC: *chuckles* And I had expected a different answer. Shows what I know.
SERA: Wait, was that you?
COUSLAND: Was I what, Sera?
SERA: You know! That thing with the underpants…
COUSLAND: I disavow any knowledge of pranks occurring in Skyhold in my presence.
COUSLAND: Say, Sera… when this is over, where do you think you would go?
SERA: I don't know. Anywhere, yeah. Can't really say. The inquisition is way too much fun.
COUSLAND: Oh, I see. I guess I'll leave all my 'fun' stuff for you, then.
SERA: What are you on about? What fun things?"
COUSLAND: Oh you know… the jar of bees and earwigs we had… I haven't really used them lately.
SERA: *laughs* Oh, just leave them to me, Wardie. I got just the person to use them on.
