”… All right“ she quirks her brow, taking a drink when he does - after a moment or two of silence she finally speaks again. ”So, … you’re a Grey Warden then. Did that … hurt?”

"Not very badly,“ he shrugs. It’s a lie, of course, but he doesn’t want to be the one to go spilling Warden secrets to the first person who asks. That would just be bad form. "Why would it hurt? And why do you want to know? Interested in joining, are you?”