"I didn't expect to be matched! How dare you!" She sounds delighted.

"Someone matched our Rivaini?"

"I'm as shocked as you are, Tethras."

"Makes a change to her cleaning us out!" Henri says cheerfully with a wink.

"Was definitely a good idea to give you some other opponents, Ilska."

"It's nice to have another source of income for the clinic."

"Yeah, me! And I already was one!"

"Learn to cheat better."

"Bah!" Varric growls, good naturedly. "You all live on my good will."

"And your access to the good Brandy. Corff doesn't even look at me anymore."

"Consider paying your tab off more than once every three months or so, Rivaini."

"You certainly earn enough from Wicked Grace night to do so," Talia notes.

"Beset on all sides! And I can't even glow," Isabela pouts, slumping onto Fenris.

Fenris doesn't reply, but he also doesn't make any move to shift her. 

"Another round, anyone? Of drinks, not cards, I've already lost my weekly gambling budget."

"Not that this hasn't been thrilling, but we should probably head home." He claps Ilska's shoulder. 

Ilska nods once, and pushes herself to her feet.

"You should all come more often," Talia comments. "It was nice to have you here, Anders. And you, Ilska."

Anders looks at Fenris. 

Fenris makes eye contact, then looks away. 

"Oh, we'll see about that. Can't have Ilska cleaning you out every week." 

"It was a nice change. Or you could just join us for a drink."

"Deal. Come on, Ilska. Rae? You coming?"

"Mmm. Yeah. I suppose I should." Raeli waves to the others as she gets to her feet to leave.

Anders waved goodbye to the group, and wrapped an arm around Ilska. "I'm sorry. Fenris doesn't usually get into the anti-mage diatribe till later in the night."