"You could claim it's an elf thing. Gotta be able to see the sky, or somerot."

"Don't think I'll need an excuse for not wanting to go into the Deep Roads, on the upside. Who wants to go down there!?"

"I mean... I can kinda see the appeal. If you ignore, like, the whole darkspawn infestation and broodmothers. Pretty architecture, lost treasure. Darkspawn and broodmothers are kinda hard to ignore though."

Tabs eyes widen. “What if we found a way through the nexus to stop the darkspawn from ever invading?!”

“Your prattle bores me! If you do not linger to purchase something, begone!”

Anya blinks at her. "What, how even?" Then to the proprietor: "I don't think we even have any money to buy things.... unless you wanna buy my staff and robes at a great price and point out your more practical non-mage-looking clothes."

“Wait, I remember from the game, there’s a chest of free stuff in here!”

Xenon mutters something moodily, ending with ‘nexus nobodies.’ 

“By the statue of the Naked Andraste. If you must.”

"Ooooh! Free stuff!"

"You mean the invisible statue?" Tabs says, glaring at the Antiquarian. 

Xenon harrumphs. "Urchin! Show them the chest!"

A young boy scurries out, with a huge grin. "Over here, sers!"

She squints down at the child. "He does pay you, right?"

"What for? I live here, I do!" 

The urchin points out a slightly beaten up chest. "That's the lot, sers!"

"I'm...not comfortable leaving this vulnerable child in the care of a man who runs a museum for profit."

"Get your own urchin!"

She takes a look inside the chest.

"Does he at least make sure you have everything you need?"

"'course, ser! Lived here since the Black Age, I have!" 

"I don't 100% remember the DA timeline, but I do know that was a fucking long time ago."

It is mostly junk in the chest, a few broken or torn things, but there is a full intact set of simple leathers (in purple, funnily enough), a small set of throwing knives, two books on magic, and two matching amulets. The amulets are glowing with a faint blue light.

!!! "Cute. We can have matching necklaces. Do you want the knives? Sharp pointy."

"Oooh, I could learn how to throw knives!" Tabs excitedly grabs the knives, and then beams at the amulet. "That's adorable," she says, lifting it to her eyes to get a closer look. 

"That's adorable," echoes the amulet in Anya's hands.

"Gosh. Magic communicator jewellery!!!"

"Dorian gives the Inquisitor these! Skype crystals! These will require lots of testing, but at least we have an easy way to find each other, if we get separated."

The words again echo to Anya's.

"I appreciate that so much. Can't go losing my Tabs-monster. Especially not in freaking Thedas." She then looks down at the leathers. "Okay now how do I, like, put these on?"

Tabs taps her lip. "Have you got anything on under those robes?"