Fenris/Dialogue

Fenris and Varric

 * Fenris: I thought all dwarves had beards. Where's yours?
 * Varric: I misplaced it, along with my sense of dwarven pride and my gold-plated noble caste pin.
 * Fenris: I thought maybe it fell onto your chest.
 * Varric: Oh-ho! The broody elf tells a joke!
 * Fenris: I don't brood.
 * Varric: Friend, if your brooding were any more impressive, women would swoon as you passed. They'd have broody babies in your honor.
 * Fenris: You're a very odd dwarf.
 * Varric: And you thought I was joking about the pin.


 * Varric: So where's your beard, elf?
 * Fenris: Elves don't grow beards.
 * Varric: Huh. I thought maybe you'd shaved it off in a fit of broody pique.
 * Fenris: So you're a funny dwarf.


 * Varric: Is brooding a sport in Tevinter? Do they hold competitions? Hand out trophies for the best scowls?
 * Fenris: I'm not "brooding."
 * Varric: Moping, then. You seem like you're a champion at it.
 * Fenris: I'm perfectly content at the moment.
 * Varric: Oh, so that's you smiling? Glad you clarified that. I'd never have known.