[ that at least gets a groan from hawke as she just scrubs her hands across her face. ]

What I would not give for a pitcher of ale at this very moment! It could at least help me deal with the grating sound of your voice.

[ she'll roll her eyes at the misdirect too but is honestly kind of glad he's not touching her sword. it's hers okay and she'll deal with this on her own. SHE CAN DO IT.

swing, swing, swing. ]