Cullen often forgets she's a warrior, despite being a mage, she was trained for several years as an archer. Still he forgets that, especially when she's busy peering into a clear glass jar, glaring at the last slice of pickle for getting stuck to the bottom of the jar. The worry only worsens when she hands the jar over to her brother Lucan, who promptly does the same. Cassandra sends him a worried look. This is when Juno, sister to the slightly daft Trevelyan duo, grabs the jar and jabs a fork into the pickle thus freeing it. She hands the liberated pickle and empty jar back to her siblings who look indignantly at her.
"You've put holes in it!" They cry.
"Andraste's tits. It doesn't change the taste." Juno snaps back at their childishness.
"No, but it'll feel funny now." They grumble.
"Which means you will be compelled to chew it up instead of sucking on it for an hour." Juno replies with satisfaction.
"Meanie." They stick their tongues out at her. Juno shrugs and leaves the room. The two stare at the speared pickle for a few more moments.
"You know." Maeven says to her brother. "I think there's another jar somewhere in the kitchen. Shall we go look?"
"Yes." Her brother agrees and the two hand the jar and forked pickle to a bewildered servant before making their way towards the kitchens.
"Y'know they really weird." Sera observes, thoughtfully crunching on her salad.