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Alistair/Sera
Alistair: Is it just me or are you staring at me a lot, Sera?
Sera: Pffft, don’t get yerself all flattered.
Alistair: But you’re looking at me. Is there something on my face?
Sera: There’s nothing. That’s the problem.
Alistair: You’ve lost me.
Sera: I was just wondering where’s your beard? I thought you lot all had great big beards like old Beardy here, right?
Blackwall: ::chuckles::
Sera: Better to scare off the darkspawn, yeah? Rawr, look at me, a big hairy Warden, cower before my chin hair!
Alistair: She might be onto something.
Merrill/Sera
Sera: Hey Merrill, you got something on your face.
Merrill: I do? I swear I washed up before I left camp. There. Did I get it?
Sera: Nope, still there. All over your face.
Merrill: Sera… Do you mean my vallaslin?
Sera: Nope. That’s just covering up the cute nose you have underneath it.
Merrill: Oh, oh! That’s… sweet? I think.
Sera: There it is, the blush. All over your face.
Aveline/Zevran
Zevran: Aveline, you remind me of my favorite wine
Aveline: Do I even want to know why?
Zevran: You are bold, red and full-bodied and smell of rose petals.
Aveline: Andraste help me. Zevran, you remind me of a dessert wine my father once brought back from Orlais.
Zevran: Because I’m impossibly sweet?
Aveline: Because you go well with cheese.
Sera: And too much makes you sick, yeah?
Iron Bull/Shale
Iron Bull: Impressive!
Shale: The metal bull speaks?
Iron Bull: I.. hey, that’s me! ‘Metal Bull,’ huh? Doesn’t have quite the ring to it that The Iron Bull has, but I appreciate you adding the The.
Shale: Does it have a point to make?
Iron Bull: Yeah. I was just thinking… You might be the first person I’ve met who’s bigger than me.
Shale: I assume it means this as a complement.
Iron Bull: And your rack is made of crystal! Never seen that before!
Shale: Charming.
Alistair/Aveline
Alistair: Aveline, I’ve been meaning to mention. Your shield, it’s impressive. But it’s different than what the rest of the Guard carry. Why is that?
Aveline: It belonged to my late husband, Wesley. I carry it with me so I can carry him too.
Alistair: I’m, I’m sorry. I didn’t meant to pry.
Aveline: You didn’t pry. I offered it willingly.
Alistair: Well it’s an impressive shield.
Aveline: He was an impressive man.