"What? Why didn't anyone tell me?! I'm always the last to know about three hundred year old wars." Yes she is a sarcastic bitch and no she isn't sorry about it. Hawke is convinced she's in good company on that particular fact. "That being said, Varric's fond of him, and that would make him the one and only Qunari I can say that of. He's much slower to like people than I am, I fall in platonic love at first sight regularly." Hawke doesn't like everyone, but when she does feel engaged with someone on a friendly level, she tends to bond quickly.

Hawke chuckles. "I don't know why people want to rule the world anyway. It sounds like so much work. I had to put up with one city, I wasn't even running it at the time but I had to be engaged, and that was terribly exhausting." And awful really. Yuck. Hawke's smile is touched with sadness, waving a hand as if waving off her death and the grief therein. That's something Future Hawke might have to feel. "I knew I wasn't meant to live long. I could've chosen a safer path, but it would've been boring."