"Oh, you most certainly did," Hawke said, licking his lips lecherously.
Fenris scowled at him. "Impossible. Because what I believe I heard you say was that you wish for me to don Knight-Captain Cullen’s stolen Templar armor, physically abduct the abomination, securely chain him up in my mansion and then threaten him with a Tranquility brand until you come bursting in like the gallant hero of Hard in Hightown to rescue him?”
Hawke waggled his eyebrows.
Fenris sighed. "Hawke - "
“Oh, you make it all seem so deviant. Look Fenris, I know this might not be your cup of tea but I need your help.”
“Hawke - “
“It’s not like either Anders nor I is a child, we’re grown men, and we have needs.“
“Hawke - “
“And sometimes those needs involve mind-bendingly kinky roleplay, and there’s nothing wrong with that, Varric says that this is all perfectly normal and all I’m asking is that you play this small - well, small...ish - role that will help me play out one of the hottest things I’ve ever - “
Полез, втихую надеясь на именно Андерса и именно в цепях, но увы.
oh rly?
From where i'm standing you both definitely ARE children.