"Yeah, that reassures me," Carver drawls, looking at both Anya and Tabs with deep suspicion.

"Ugh. Ignore him. He's being completely overbearing." 

Merrill leads the way, muttering 'worse than the Keeper.'

Carver shoots them a look, and then jogs to catch up with Merrill.

Tabs starts laughing.

Anya nudges her shoulder and pulls her along after them. "Shut up."

"Oh my god, he's a puppy. He thinks he's a big scary mabari but he's a puppy. He's only 19 right now, isn't he?"

Okay, now she's blushing. "Please stop ruining this for me. You are the worstttt."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just- you don't really get to see in game how he interacts with the others without Hawke around. He's caring, in a really abrasive way. It's so cute."

"It's adorable. He's adorable. Also, jesus, he's hot."

"Back muscles," Tabs agrees.

"Yup." Anya tries to avoid staring or admiring, because that would totally be creepy and she is Not Creepy. She promises. "Why is everyone so hot. This is a crime."

"Global warming." Tabs grins. "And I'm only teasing to get in some headway before I lay my eyes on Anders because oh my god, I am going to become monosyllabic."

"You can be stoic. It'll be mysterious."

"Stoic. Yeah, I can do stoic. It involves not talking, yeah? Not flailing? Totally things I have the capability to do."

Anya takes her hand. "You can. I promise. It's very much something you can do. I've seen it! Especially with me there to help."

Tabs squeezes her hand. "Thanks. The other problem is that I might go in too hard with the flirting. You've seen that. What's chill and how do I get some?"

"You're in a slow-burn romance, babe. The best kind of romance."

Tabs groans. "To read, maybe. I'm going to get so annoyed."

She sporfles. "It'll be one for the ages. Probably. If they're interested in us at all. Though from what you implied with the Equestrian dude..."

Tabs frowns, taking a moment, and then sighs hugely, grinning. "Anya! That's the worst one yet!"

She shuffles a little. "The nexus did have certain things happen for certain people to be freed up. I guess you decided pretty firmly on not romancing Isabela or Fenris?"

Anya gestures subtly at Carver. "Cute butt."

Tabs analyses that information, and nods. "Agreed. It is in fact, a cute butt."

"I mean, obviously we can't actually... count on whatever set this up. Probably. They're real people. Also probably. And probably have their own opinions and etcetera about romancing us."

"Yeah. We don't want to be pretending to be someone else just to make them care about us. If it works, it works."

Anya nods and pulls Tabs along again. "Come on, let's catch up and socialise."