"We should probably wait and see what Merrill's doing."

"Merrill will be all right. She's- she's struggling to...well. Acclimatise."

"Not exactly an uncommon thing around here. Lots of people trying to make this home."

"It's weirdly home-like. I'm really looking forward to seeing more of it."

"You could always join us in following Hawke around. We seem to go to every inch of Kirkwall."

"That would be really awesome. Though I have never really been in a fight in my life... which seems to be the done thing, apparently."

"Never? Huh. Definitely in the wrong place then. Don't worry too much, though. Vines looks tough enough to take on your load too."

Tabs flexes, winking at Anya.

"I'm pretty sure she can bench me. Plus a few others. Very hot."

"I'll need to use these rippling biceps for something. Benching you all seems like a good time."

She catches Anders' look, and sends him one right back.

Anya nearly wiggles in excitement at the looks being served right now. "What about you, V? You look like you could hold you own against her."

"Madam, I'm a lover, not a fighter. You've mistaken me with Bianca."

"Bianca is your stunningly identical twin?" She is very ignorant. Totally.

Varric grins. "That's a line I will happily reuse."

He points to a crossbow, mounted on the wall, pride of place. "My dear Bianca. My heart and soul."

Anya blinks up at it. "Bigger than I ever imagined."

Varric winks heartily. "That's what all the boys and girls say."

"You from Merrill's clan?" Anders asks Tabs, while Anya and Varric talk.

"Nah. I'm from the Dales. Lived there all my life."

"Quite the change, then, coming to a human-dominated city."

Tabs snorts. "Show me a city that's not."

"Orzammar."

Tabs laughs. "Got me there. But, yes. Very different. Being overlooked is not a feeling I'm used to."

Anders grimaces a little. "Yes, sorry about that. I've been told I get in my own head a lot."