Ouch. You go right for the heart, you know.

[ She chuckles, tiredly running fingers through her mess of gray-white hair and trying to free the tangles. ]

You've never seen potatoes from Antiva then. [ Does Antiva have potatoes? Who knows. ] Besides it comes with being a Grey Warden. You sense darkspawn and you come to love the buckle, all one hundred and eight of them, thank you.