Sera's dialogue contains a list of conversations she has with her companions.
Sera and Blackwall
- Sera: Look at you all serious. What do wardens do when there's no blight anyway?
- Blackwall: Whatever it takes to keep the world safe.
- Sera: Like join an inquisition.
- Blackwall: If that's what necessary. Hey, you're here too.
- Sera: The inquisition can't be all broody breads like you and Cassandra.
- Blackwall: She doesn't have the hair for it.
- Sera: Oh I bet she does. Places.
- Cassandra: That's enough! (if she's in the party)
- Sera: Knew it!
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- Sera: So are you going to squeeze up to her or not?
- Blackwall: What? squeeze up to who?
- Sera: Lady Josie. I've seen you, doing that knightly stuff.
- Blackwall: Maker, Sera! No, stay out of it.
- Sera: You're all shy! what you think you can't treat her right?
- Blackwall: No it's not-
- Sera: I'll show you. I just need a peach. A ripe one. Because if you do it right, ripe. Down there.
- Blackwall: Please, no peaches, ripe or otherwise.
- Sera: But I can't teach you bananas! That'll be like showing you swords. Oh, remember. Do not use it like a sword.
- Blackwall: How do I make this stop?
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- Blackwall: You should learn to watch your back.
- Sera: Well, you need to... your arse!
- Sera: No, your mom's arse!
- Blackwall: (Sighs.) Great. I'm glad we understand each other.
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- Blackwall: Trouble with you and...
- Sera: Don't want to talk about it.
- Blackwall: Right. Right.
- Sera: It's just...frig, frigging...
- Blackwall: Uh-huh. Tavern later. We can drink everything. Pick you out a serving wench.
- Sera: Grr.
- Blackwall: Fine. You can pick me one.
Sera and Cassandra
- Sera: You're smirking again. Like in that fight before. What's so funny?
- Cassandra: The simplest spell had you white as a sheet. I've shrugged off worse and practiced.
- Sera: Well, sorry I'm scared of the stuff I have been warned about my whole life, like most people who aren't seekers.
- Cassandra: I apologize. I could help if you're willing.
- Sera: Pfft! no. I have things to do. You can help by standing in front of me.
- Cassandra: That I can do.
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- Sera: Cassandra, have you ever punched a bear?
- Cassandra: What? No. Why would I?
- Sera: Well, what's it for then? the training I mean. You've done harder then Cullen's soldiers. Must be for something,
- Cassandra: I am a seeker in the service of the Divine. I am a warrior of truth.
- Sera: Alright, alright. It just seems that you could punch a bear if you wanted.
- Cassandra: Sera, why would you assume that I should use my training to assault an animal?
- Sera: What, the punch a bear thing? I don't know. I just figured that you want to know if you could. I mean, I sometimes putt an arrow to see if I can hit something. Or did Andraste say not to use your training for fun? fun for you I mean. Probably not fun for the bear. You got some reach on you.
- Cassandra: No. No, Andraste did not specifically say one should not punch bears.
- Sera: Well, there you go then.
Sera and Cole
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Sera and Dorian
- Dorian: Where did you get all those arrows, Sera? You've got hundreds.
- Sera: From your arse!
- Dorian: Well my arse should open up a shop! Apparently it's quite prolific.
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- Dorian: Indulge me, Sera. What do you think of when I say "demon?"
- Sera: Arrows.
- Dorian: Fine. "Magister?"
- Sera: Arrows.
- Dorian: Not helpful. But given our history, I'll accept it. "Thaumaturgy?"
- Sera: What?
- Dorian: Magical endeavors. Helpful wonders.
- Sera: Ohhh. Arrows.
- Dorian: (Sighs.)
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- Sera: You don't laugh like a Tevinter.
- Dorian: How is a Tevinter supposed to laugh, exactly?
- Sera: Cruel and stupid, like... (cackles.)
- Dorian: Oh no. You're not allowed to laugh like that until you get your magister license.
- Sera: Knew it! Varric owes me a sovereign.
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- Dorian: Sera, I have just one question….Did you cut your own hair?
- Sera: Yeah of course, why wouldn’t I?
- Dorian: You could try using something other than a rusty butter knife.
- Sera: Oh excuse me. Sorry I don’t have a pair of diamond coated whatevers.
- Dorian: Scissors, Sera. believe the word you’re looking for is scissors.
- Sera: Pfft!
Sera and Iron Bull
- Iron Bull: Sera, I had a thought. The next time we run into a line of enemies, I'll pick you up and throw you.
- Sera: Get off.
- Iron Bull: No! This could work ! I loft you over the front rank, and you land behind them to flank ... mayhem ensues.
- Sera: I can't fly, you daft tit!
- Iron Bull: Think of the mayhem, Sera! Mayhem.
- Sera: I'd get a wedge-up something fierce!
- Iron Bull: Look, you and Varric are the only ones small enough and he's... pretty dense.
- Varric: Ouch! (If he's in the party)
- Sera: Well, do some bloody presses!
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- Sera: So, Bull, what are your women like?
- Iron Bull: The Tamassrans? Terrifying...and inspiring. They teach you everything you need to know. Give your life purpose.
- Sera: No, I mean, are they like you? Big and...phwoar.
- Iron Bull: Oh, shit yeah.
- Sera: (laughs) Wow.
Sera and Solas
- Sera: You can make magic anywhere, Solas? Ever piss it by accident?
- Solas: No. Wait...no.
- Sera: What? How would you not remember something like that?
- Solas: We were all young once.
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- Solas: Ar dirthan'as ir elgara, ma'sula e'var vhenan.
- Sera: Pppbbthh!
- Solas: Excuse me?
- Sera: Excuse yourself, whatever you said and what I did, same difference to me.
- Solas: I'd hoped, well, our people can sometimes feel the rhythm of the language despite lacking the vocabulary.
- Sera: Uh huh? Know what else is good? Words that mean things. Like these, words.
- Solas: Fenedhis lasa.───────
- Sera: Hey, Solas! Droopy-ears-says-what?
- Solas: ... excuse me?
- Sera: Ugh, you're no fun!
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- Solas: Have you ever had any interest in learning magic, Sera? While it has not manifested naturally, there are ways to determine whether arcane gifts lie dormant within you.
- Sera: What? Don't make me think about that. I have to sleep at night!
- Solas: Sleeping would give you the chance to explore the Fade. I could introduce you to spirits.
- Sera: Right, you're messing with me on purpose!
- Solas: Why would I do that? It is not as though I know who filled my bedroll with lizards.
- Sera: Heh. Fair point! That was pretty good.
Sera and Varric
- Varric: So what exactly is the deal with the Friends of Red Jenny?
- Sera: Why are you lot always on about this? There's no deal. You just do things.
- Varric: Just... "things" like... whatever.
- Sera: Just things.
- Varric: Like the, what, the hundred or so groups in Kirkwall, that sat around all night dressed as guards or exotic dancers, waiting to jump out and hit someone?
- Sera: Nah, a friend shut them out. But they were legend, right?
Sera and Vivienne
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