"Hold still, you big lout! You're going to make it worse!"

Bull huffed a little as Alex concentrated on the wound by his side, stabbed with a poisonous dagger from a Qunari assassin. After she assisted Sera in Verchiel, she had gone back to the Storm Coast with Bull, Solas and Cole to help with bringing down the Venatori shipment there using a Qunari dreadnaught. Unfortunately, the plan when haywire when the Venatori came, and Bull had to decide whether to save his Chargers, or the dreadnaught. As Alex had already met the Chargers, and she knows that they were much better in a fight, she decided to save them, causing the dreadnaught to be utterly decimated by the mages. The Qunari withdrew their offers of alliance, and declared Bull a Tal-Vashoth, a deserter… which is why they sent assassins to Skyhold to try and kill him, and as Bull said 'to make it official' that he is considered as one of the savages that he used to hunt.

"Seriously, boss. It's nothing!" Bull said as Alex's magic healed the wound slowly. "You're getting worked up…"

"It's my fault that you got declared Tal-Vashoth, Bull." Alex muttered out as she continued to work, and soon the wound knitted beautifully that it was untraceable against Bull's gray skin. She leaned back when she was done and looked up at the Qunari, her eyes sad, "I knew the Qun was your way of life, and everything you do is for that. But I couldn't… I can't let my people die like that, Bull. You know that. I'm really sorry."

The Qunari smiled, his right eye crinkling as he looked at her, "Boss, don't talk like that. You did the right thing."

She sighed, "Did I? Do I? Ever since I stepped out of the Fade, all my decisions had lives riding on it. Like in Haven."

"You're doing fine, boss. If it helps, every decision you've made so far has saved thousands." Bull said, "And besides, I'm good as long as I have my boys… the Inquisition… and you."

Alex laughed, "Flatterer." But she went forward, wrapping her arms around Bull's neck and angling her head to not hit his horns as she gave him a hug. "Thank you… for staying with me."

"Hug me a little tighter and I'll stay with you all night, boss." Bull chuckled, as he hugged her back. "I can totally feel your breasts. They're really soft, aren't they? Did I tell you that I have a weakness for red-heads?"

She laughed as she separated from him and smacked his arms, "Yes, you did. Unfortunately, you are not exactly my type… although, Krem was right. You do have pillowy man-bosoms."

Bull laughed out loud just as the door to the infirmary opened, and they both looked up to see Cullen coming in. At the sight of Alex, he stopped, "Oh! Was I interrupting something, Inquisitor?"

"You're interrupting an 'almost' something, Cullen. But it's all good." Bull answered and Alex laughed again, "How's it going?"

Alex stood up, "I will leave you boys with your discussion. Rest up, Bull, I'm going to need you to come with me to Emprise Du Lion later." She headed for the door and smiled up at Cullen, laying a hand on his arm, "Commander." She said in greeting.

He smiled down at her as he bowed slightly, "Inquisitor."

Her smile widened as she walked away, and Cullen reached up to rub the back of his neck before coming forward to Bull, "We've received word from Par Vollen, and the Arishok. It seems Leliana had written to him concerning of what happened at the Storm Coast."

"I guessed as much." Bull said as he sighed, "What did they say?"

"They've declared you Tal-Vashoth, and that the Ben-Hassrath will no longer be contacting you for other information, although he has sent out more Ben-Hassrath to learn more about the red lyrium." Cullen said as he sat down at the chair Alex vacated, "But… it seems that the Arishok is much more forgiving than I thought. He has ordered that no more assassins will be sent to Skyhold after you. You will be safe, as long as you work for the Inquisition."

Bull blinked in surprise, "The… Arishok did that?"

He nodded, "You've sent a report saying that our Inquisitor is the sister of the Hero of Ferelden, did you not? Apparently, he considers Warden Amell as one of the basalit-an, and that he honors her for that. He wishes for the Inquisitor to be safe under your protection, as respect to her sister."

"I see." The qunari said, "Thanks for telling me, Cullen."

The man nodded, "Very well. I will leave you to rest while our soldiers prepare for your departure to Emprise Du Lion." Cullen stood up and headed for the door, but he stopped and turned back to him , "Bull… what did you mean by... an 'almost' something?"

Bull gaped at the man, before laughing out loud, Well, I'll be damned, he's jealous. "I don't know if you've noticed, Commander, but I have a certain… 'weakness' for red-heads. And our Inquisitor is one fine red-head." He grinned smugly at him, "If she dangles herself a little bit more in front of me, I'm going to have to bite soon."

Cullen's eyes narrowed, "Alexandra is not some… tart you can play with, Bull."

"No, she's not. She's just naturally funny and flirtatious." He crossed his arms, "But from what I could sense, Commander, there's a long line forming for her attention. I'm in that line. And so is Blackwall, Krem, Stitches, half of your soldiers and Leliana's scouts… and even Sera is on that line. But, the real question is… why aren't you cutting to the front of it?"

The Commander blinked, his face reddening as he reached back and rubbed the back of his neck, "I… I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ben-Hassrath, remember?" Bull said as he leaned back and smiled smugly at him, "You'd best get a move on, Commander, because if you won't cut in, I certainly will. And I have something that will make her blush redder than her hair."

The Commander, surprisingly, growled at the Qunari, before turning around and closing the infirmary door with a loud bang.