Hawke stares at him for a few seconds, trying not to take that as dirty as it sounds. Because it seems like he's making a reference to something else, but it's outside of her experience. "Lie down doing what?" she finally asks, because she can only guess what he means. He probably doesn't mean sex. Her mind just goes there apparently.

She laughs. "Figurative. There are some people who hear the name and think I'm a man though." The story goes far and wide. Much of it is word of mouth, some things change. "It's better to be the stuff of legends, because people can only guess what you look like." In Kirkwall, everyone knew her on sight of course, but having the shroud of legend kept her from being recognized on the run afterward.