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[Alistair's smile is wide and joyous ]

Wait, you mean to tell me that you're taking me from Ferelden- in the middle of a Blight- and giving me over to unknown danger and possible death? Well, hurray! Yippee! Let me go ahead and cancel nearly all of my plans, aside from the premature death, because it simply can't get better than this!

Oh wait, yes it can.

It can get entirely better than this.

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I do so love your pep talks, you know.

[ yeah he is going to need like three dolls- statuettes to feel approval again ]

'Games'? Is that what they're calling it? Why not just call the Blight a Carnival then. [ sadly: ] There's at least chocolate at carnivals.

Well, I imagine they follow with the festival tradition of praying for death the morning after.

[Pause]

Or so they were in Highever, in any case.

[ he gives a slightly uncomfortable chuckle. Highever. Yeesh, sore subject to dance around here. Must tread lightly. Change the subject, Alistair. Change it! ]

You know, maybe it will be nice to...take a vacation. Maybe even. Oh, I don't know. Go shopping? People shop for fun, right? Not just for armorments?

So I've heard. I've even heard rumor of people going to taverns for entertainment rather than information gathering or hiding from opposing forces.

What? Entertainment? Next you'll tell me the Knight-Commander wears a skirt-!

Madness, to be sure. But these are mad times we live in, my friend. There's no telling what depths of depravity men may fall to.

Ah yes, the squandering of innocence. Can't be having too much of that, I think.

[ he smiles, and for a second the jest is gone from his face ]

I'm not sure what I'm going to do without...the camp. Things are going to be so...quiet without. Everyone. Maybe a little, oh, I don't know. Lonely.

Not counting Morrigan, of course.

That you give her special mention doesn't do you any favors, you realize.

[Okay. Maybe it's time for a little mercy. Instead of insinuating he pays too much attention to the resident witch.]

But I take that you've a destination in mind, then?

Only special mention in the sense that I will be especially happy when she's no longer mentioned.

[ he shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck ]

Maker only knows. It's not exactly the easiest thing, having your life in another's hands. [ like the chantry. okay do-over ]

You think they take bribes? I can bake a mean mince pie, when the occasion requires it of me.

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