- Yeah, this combination of Meredith, Orsino, and Elthina can only end well.
- Nooooo Bodahn, don’t go! You’re the only sane one around here!
- Is the “scary old lady” watching Sandal sleep, Flemeth?
- Ok Fenris, I’ll go with you to meet your sister, but I don’t think this is going to turn out as well as you’d hope.
- Ok, I hate to say “I told you so,” Fenris…
- Leliana! All not-scary again!
- Oh Sebastian. You might not want to swear Elthina’s safety to The Maker too quickly.
- Ok Anders, I’ll help you look for poop, but I don’t think this is going turn out as well as anybody hopes.
- Poor Feynriel. As if he didn’t have enough problems, now he’s got a stalker.
- Hey, it’s Nathaniel again! Continuing your good relationship with Anders, I see.
- Man, this mine is nothing but trouble.
- Granted, we probably should have been suspicious when the mine was someplace called “The Bone Pit.”
- Sure, I’ll distract the Grand Cleric while you do something you’re afraid to tell me in the Chantry, Anders. What could possibly go wrong?