The two groups met on the way to the Hanged Man, in the streets of Lowtown.

''I think we figured out why Viktoria's husband went to attack her. Took a lot of convincing but she admitted that the man dabbled in blood magic. It is possible that his incentive for trying to murder his wife is to acquire an ancient magical artifact that happens to be Viktoria's family heirloom. Well the object just so happens to be lost'', said Hawke.

''A mage's at fault, how surprising'', uttered Fenris bitterly.

At this moment, he perceived with horror Yin standing on top of the tall concrete building up ahead, chasing after a grey cat.

''We investigated the scene where Viktoria got attacked and traced a path where the mage's operations could be held. It leads to the top of Sundermount'', added Aveline.

Once she caught it, her eyes met with Fenris', and she jumped off the 4-or-so-floor structure.

''Whoa, I think I just saw something fall off that house over there'', said Merrill, who caught a glimpse of the mayhem.

Fenris started panicking. ''Don't be absurd, that's impossible. What are you looking at? I just realized I have to go over there... to the... washroom''

The party stood there, abashed. ''Can someone tell me what just happened'', said Varric.

''I say it's because of the...", suggested Isabela while making a gesture depicting the act of drinking alcohol from the bottle.

''Thumb sucking?'', asked Merrill in confusion.

Fenris ran to Yin, who was holding the cat and observing it. He grabbed her forcibly by the arms, which made her drop the feline.

''What are you thinking, getting out in the open like that?''

Her eyes were as deep and vast as oceans, and looking directly into them induced a vertigo, or hypnosis of some sort.

''Your face is a poem. I can read it'', Yin uttered, with a seriousness that was almost comical.

''Really? It doesn't say 'you are insufferable' by any chance?'', whispered Fenris, clearly irritated. ''Listen, the others won't understand. I can expose you to them, I can't take that risk... they are all I've got''

He released Yin from his grasp, who struck back: ''You are wrong''

He raised his head when she started walking in the party's direction. Fenris frowned, annoyed by the girl's lack of concern, grabbed her hand and fiercely pulled her in his direction.

''You need me... and so do they'', she murmured with the same absence of intonation as always, guiding Fenris' eyes to the side where the party was standing, right there. Staring. Glaring.

Yin was so close he could hear her breathing, and immediately pushed her off in defiance, feeling the heat rushing to his face. She looked at him with a certain air of curiosity, tilting her head to the left.

''Your body warms. You are lusting after me''

''Harlot'', Fenris uttered beneath his teeth, hiding his blushing face from the others.

''Well that was unexpected... unexpected, but heartwarming! Fenris and Yin, huh!'', said Merrill gleefully.

''Well that certainly explains why Fenris has been on the edge lately... except that... no, no it really doesn't'', Hawke concluded, puzzled.

''I say that's what happens when his daily brooding requirements get interrupted - makes him bounce back in full force once he gets the chance'', explained Varric.

Anders stepped forward and skeptically asked: ''No one else is bothered by the fact that Yin is most likely underage (...)''

"I don't like him. He's insipid. Clearly human", Yin complained to Fenris.

"(...) and quite possibly the creepiest person I've ever met'', the mage finished. "On second thought..."

Fenris looked at Anders for an instant and turned back to Yin, secretively. ''You and I both, friend"

''While all of this is intrinsically fascinating, need I remind you that we have a job to do and we're losing daylight'', recalled Aveline, who was losing patience.