Adasse let out a laugh - a first for him - as the dog began licking his face. "Easy there, my friend mabari. Elves don't taste nearly as good as you think they do."

He stood up, lanky and tall, while Coco made a little squeaking noise as he cleaned his short whispers across his snout. That laugh turned into a familiar smirk. "Well, figure that now that I'm on the side of Goodness and Light, might as well be frank. The Fereldan in me demands it."

He held up his fist dramatically, gaze narrowed in what he hoped look the best mock-serious face he had.