Bethany Hawke/Dialogue

Bethany's dialogue contains a list of conversations she shares with her companions.

Bethany and Hawke
During the quest The First Sacrifice, when saying you're interested in Jethann's services) When saying you're interested in Jethann's services, but refuse after Bethany's complaint
 * Bethany: Maker's breath! Can't you... do this when I'm not around?
 * Hawke: Run along and play, Bethany.
 * Bethany: This is not why we came to Kirkwall!
 * Hawke: Fine. I'll do this some other day.
 * Bethany: It's too late.  The images are already in my mind and they will never, ever go away.

When giving the bones you found during The First Sacrifice to Emeric
 * Hawke: Recognize your mage?
 * Bethany: You're horrible!

Bethany and Anders

 * Bethany: So, you were in the Circle and ran away. I don't know if I'd be brave enough to do that.
 * Anders: You've been an apostate your whole life.
 * Bethany: Exactly. It was never anything I had to work for.
 * Bethany: Other people always took the risks, to keep me free.


 * Anders: Where did you learn your magic? I mean, you know my feelings on the Circle, but usually it's the only decent training a mage can get.
 * Bethany: My father taught me. He was in the Circle once, trained there.  But he got away.
 * Anders: You don't know how lucky you were, to have someone who loved you and could help you. Most mages would kill for that.
 * Bethany: You remind me of him.


 * Anders: The Rite of Tranquility is the whole problem. If they didn't have that to hold over us, we'd have so many more options.
 * Bethany: Right! If we want to fight back... or just engage in intelligent debate... they make sure we can't do it.
 * Anders: They're forcing our hands. There's no way to change things peacefully.
 * Bethany: There must be something.
 * Anders: If it's Tranquility or death, we have no choice but to make every confrontation a life-or-death struggle.
 * Bethany: I know, but... there are good people in the Circle, the Chantry. There has to be a way to reason with them.
 * Anders: Not if they take away your ability to reason.


 * Bethany: I know it didn't work the way you wanted, but... it was brave, what you did with Justice.
 * Anders: It was meant well. I don't know if that's enough to forgive me.
 * Bethany: It must have been hard for him, being trapped outside the Fade. In a place where no one's like him.
 * Bethany: I bet he appreciated having a friend.
 * Anders: He did.

Bethany and Aveline

 * Bethany: Was Wesley based out of the Lothering chantry? I don't remember seeing him there.
 * Aveline: He served elsewhere. He was coming to find me at Ostagar.
 * Aveline: Were you familiar with every templar in Lothering?
 * Bethany: How else was I supposed to know when to run and hide?


 * Bethany: Being a guardsman seems like a better life than being a soldier.
 * Aveline: Oh?
 * Bethany: My brother was a soldier. It's all about taking land and serving some king you've never met.
 * Bethany: Guardsmen, they do something real. They protect people.  They make their lives better.
 * Aveline: I don't know if I agree.
 * Bethany: Neither would my brother.


 * Bethany: How come you and Wesley never had children? I mean, sorry if that's too personal -
 * Aveline: It's all right.
 * Aveline: I was a soldier and he was a templar. We knew that our personal lives would have to wait.
 * Aveline: Distance never mattered, but we ran out of time. It is what it is.
 * Bethany: Now that he's gone, do you ever wish -
 * Aveline: That's too personal.


 * Aveline: You show admirable restraint, Bethany.
 * Bethany: For a mage, you mean.
 * Aveline: I could also say, "for a Hawke," but yes, for a mage.
 * Bethany: You have a sword. Why aren't you killing someone right now?
 * Aveline: Fair point, but I can put my sword down.
 * Bethany: Believe me, I have tried.


 * Aveline: I'm sorry I couldn't get you more information about the Circle, Bethany. It's difficult without naming you.
 * Bethany: Thank you for being discreet. I don't want the templars at my door.
 * Aveline: No one does.
 * Bethany: Let them corral the troublemakers. I just want information.
 * Aveline: Right. Right.
 * Bethany: It sounds like I'm trying to convince myself, doesn't it?
 * Aveline: I wouldn't have said. But yes.

Bethany and Fenris

 * Fenris: You've been an apostate your whole life, then?
 * Bethany: Like my father before me. What of it?
 * Fenris: Didn't your family consider that dangerous?
 * Bethany: There are mages who go their whole lives without ever falling prey to a demon. Many of them, in fact.
 * Fenris: And if the templars came looking for you? That would not be danger enough?
 * Bethany: Perhaps there shouldn't be any templars.


 * Fenris: You know, you cannot wish the templars away.
 * Bethany: I can try.
 * Fenris: Is the Circle here truly so terrible an option?
 * Bethany: Do you really have to ask that?
 * Fenris: You would be kept safe from others as well as yourself, and they would be kept safe from you.
 * Bethany: I... didn't ask for this.
 * Fenris: Nobody asks for their fate.


 * Bethany: Do you ever miss Tevinter?
 * Fenris: I was a slave.
 * Bethany: Still, it was your home, right? The only one you remember?
 * Bethany: Does it ever feel strange not to be there?
 * Fenris: Sometimes. That does not mean I would go back.


 * Bethany: So, the magister put lyrium in your skin?
 * Fenris: So I'm told.
 * Bethany: Does it hurt?
 * Fenris: You do not want to know the answer to that.

Bethany and Isabela

 * Bethany: What were you before you were a pirate?
 * Isabela: I had a husband. He didn’t beat me, that’s about the best I can say about it.
 * Bethany: So you left him?
 * Isabela: He was murdered. By my lover.  It was all very... Antivan.
 * Bethany: Oh. I don’t think I’d like to live in Antiva.


 * Bethany: So you've... been with women. In bed?
 * Isabela: I know. Shocking, isn't it?
 * Isabela: You see, sweetness, men are only good for one thing. Women are good for six.
 * Bethany: Six? Which six?
 * Hawke: Isabela!
 * Isabela: (Laughs)


 * Bethany: I guess you've been with a lot of men.
 * Isabela: Men. Women.  Elves.  A dwarf in drag once, but I don't recommend that.
 * Bethany: Oh.
 * Isabela: Aw... you're blushing! Why?  How many lovers have you had?
 * Bethany: I-I never—
 * Isabela: You're a virgin? Hawke, you've been holding out on the poor girl!  Get her a night at the Blooming Rose.  On me!
 * Bethany: That's, um, very generous.
 * Isabela: I'm a giver.


 * Bethany: That book you were reading this morning, "Hesserian's Spear"— I don't think he had a spear in the legends.
 * Isabela: He does in this one. Read the description.
 * Bethany: "Andraste knelt before no man but her Maker, but she hadn't counted on the archon Hesserian."
 * Bethany: "Can Hesserian penetrate the tight-knit defenses of the warrior-prophetess? Will she be prepared to face the full blast of his... power?"
 * Bethany: Wait a minute... Isabela! This is a vulgar thing!
 * Isabela: You want to borrow it?
 * Bethany: No!
 * Isabela: You sure? It has pictures!
 * Bethany: Not listening! I'm not listening!

When entering the barracks in Viscount's Keep
 * Isabela: Coming here of my own free will feels wrong... like diddling a sister.
 * Bethany: Why? Why do you say these things?

LEGACY

If Bethany is in the circle
 * Bethany: They took the books you sent. "Non-curricular." And illegal in some countries.
 * Isabela: No appreciation for the classics. Why read if it's not inspiring?
 * Bethany: I'm not sure they were even anatomically possible.
 * Isabela: Dream of a day, sweetness.

Bethany and Merrill
If Fenris is in the party Otherwise
 * Bethany: So, there's no Circle among the Dalish?
 * Merrill: Any child with the gift of magic is apprenticed to a Keeper... in another clan if there's no need in her own.
 * Bethany: That sounds nice.
 * Merrill: Magic is a gift of the Creators. Why wouldn't we use it?
 * Merrill: It just seems... wasteful for humans to lock their mages away where they can't do any good.
 * Fenris: Of course, you're a blood mage.
 * Bethany: Oh. Right.
 * Bethany: But... you are a blood mage.


 * Bethany: So, is the Keeper... your mother?
 * Merrill: I left my clan when I was a child to become Marethari's First.
 * Merrill: I haven't seen my parents in more than ten years.
 * Bethany: I'm so sorry! My father died in the Blight. You must really miss them.
 * Merrill: I remember my mother singing to me, when I was a little girl and I'd get sick. I think that's what I miss the most.
 * Merrill: The Keeper has a terrible singing voice.


 * Merrill: You're so lucky.
 * Bethany: How do you figure?
 * Merrill: I wish I had a brother/sister and a mother and an uncle.
 * Merrill: It must be wonderful. You'd never be alone!
 * Bethany: It is wonderful. Although it might be better without Uncle Gamlen.


 * Merrill: If you could do anything - just anything at all - what would you do?
 * Bethany: That's easy. Be normal. No magic, just... normal.
 * Merrill: Really? You wouldn't fly across Thedas or eat a cake the size of Kirkwall? Keep a baby griffon for a pet?
 * Bethany: Well, now that you say it, the griffon might not be so bad.
 * Merrill: I'd name mine "Feathers."

Bethany and Sebastian
LEGACY
 * Bethany: So, Sebastian.... you're a prince.
 * Sebastian: And better, if the Maker and the pure love of your sister carry me to it.
 * Bethany: Right. You're "married."
 * Hawke: I know! Weird, huh?
 * Bethany: Ugh. A little. Just... don't screw it up.

Bethany and Varric

 * Bethany: You don't seem to like your brother very much.
 * Varric: And here I thought it took blood magic to read minds.
 * Bethany: I had a twin brother, Carver. He used to nail my braid to the bed while I was sleeping.
 * Bethany: I never thought I'd miss him this much.
 * Varric: Sorry about your brother.
 * Varric: Hey, you want mine? I've got a spare...


 * Bethany: Do you ever wish you lived in Orzammar?
 * Varric: Great Ancestors, no! You know what Orzammar is?
 * Varric: It's cramped tunnels, filled with nug-shit and body-odor.
 * Varric: And every person there thinks he's better than you because his great-great-great grandfather made a water-clock or something.
 * Bethany: But they're your people. Don't you even wonder what it would be like?
 * Varric: I have a good imagination. Why would I waste it on that?


 * Bethany: Are you really not afraid of apostates? Not even a little?
 * Varric: Sunshine, I'm a dwarf. In case you missed that detail.
 * Bethany: Dwarves aren't completely immune to magic, you know.
 * Varric: No, no, no! I meant there are at least thirty people in this town who'd murder my family over trade deals.
 * Varric: Who has time to worry about apostates with a Merchant's Guild breathing down your neck?
 * Bethany: In that case... I see.


 * Bethany: Your family used to be noble, right?
 * Varric: By some definition of the term.
 * Bethany: Do you ever wonder what your life would have been like, if you were still nobles?
 * Varric: Sunshine, nobility is just an expensive lifestyle. I've already got one of those.
 * Bethany: Nobles have power, too. And responsibilities.
 * Varric: Estates, servants, investments, mercenaries, assassins? We've still got all those things.
 * Varric: It's sunnier here, and nobody calls me my lord. I think I can live with that.

Only if Birthright has been completed:
 * Varric: So... Milady Sunshine, what's your first act of noblewoman going to be?
 * Bethany: A noblewoman with no fortune and no title? Looking for work, probably.
 * Varric: Practicality is for peasants, my lady. You need to do something frivolous to celebrate your birthright.
 * Bethany: Such as...?
 * Varric: Come up to the Hightown Market and complain bitterly that there's no Orlesian silk that matches your eyes.
 * Bethany: But what if something does match my eyes? What will I do, then?
 * Varric: Insist that they're blatantly copying you, and demand royalties. A good noble always has a complaint ready, Sunshine.