Inquisitor: Do all men have a preference to which side of the bed they sleep on?
Dorian: What?
Inquisitor: You know, like which side...
Dorian: First of all, I'm not "all" men. I am "the" man. And second of all, I simply do not understand you sometimes.
Varric: I am sure most people, man, woman, dwarfs, elves, even dogs and cats will have some sort of preference.
Inquisitor: So I guess Cullen does too...
Varric: I take it you don't then.
Inquisitor: Well...not really. I really have no idea. I always sleep on one side of the bed and wake on the other. I think I might have rolled over Cullen to get there.
Sometimes I woke with my head on the foot of the bed. I once woke staring at my slippers under the bed. My foot was on Cullen's chest with my toe up his nose. I have no idea how he could continue to sleep so soundly.
Varric: She is one of those.
Dorian: She is.
Inquisitor: One of what?
(No one answers)
Inquisitor: One of what?
(No one answers)
Inquisitor (to TIB): One of what?
TIB: How would I know? The two can be cryptic as fuck. Plus, I think they're just trolling you.
Varric: We aren't. Although I really can't imagine.
Dorian: Neither can I.
Varric: To be one of those, sigh.
Dorian: Just dreadful.
Inquisitor: One of what?
TIB: See, Trolls. Wait. Is that why I sometimes find you sleeping outside the tent? You ARE one of those.
Inquisitor: Damn you all to the fade. I'll go ask Josephine.
Varric (laughs): Good luck with that.
Inquisitor: I hate you all.

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(Back at Skyhold)
Inquisitor: Josephine, do all men have a preference to which side of the bed they sleep on?
Josephine: Now that is a curious question.
Inquisitor: Wait. Actually Varric has answered that. I should ask instead what can one do to stop one from moving all over the bed after one is asleep. You know, so one won't be one of "those".
Josephine: One of what?
Inquisitor: That was what I have been asking!
Josephine (smiling): I think I understand.
Inquisitor: You do?
Josephine: Definitely. Now to answer your question, we should first go back to the known knowns and the known unknowns. The implications that...
(An hour later.)
Josephine: So Inquisitor, as you can surly see...
(soft snores can be heard on the floor in front of the desk.)
Josephine: Oh, what do we have here? (Sighs) I should've just told you that it's because you do not have restful sleeps and that the herbalist has a good tea for it. I'll get someone to go get the Commander.