( you are is an open goal that she almost regretfully allows to pass by as mostly unhelpful, and probably not completely fair. as little sympathy as she has for rifters new to thedas, it's not none, and no one's at their best dropped arse-first into someone else's war to be told everything has changed for you forever, and all you can do is get on with it.

some of them are very annoying. some of them remain very annoying. but it's rare they start out top of their game. )

A very versatile insult of varying degrees of heat, depending on its use. I'm being very casual with it, presently.

( since he asked. )

Literally, "dick" as in a man's tackle, "head" as in, you have dick for brains, except if I were actually suggesting you think with your dick then that wouldn't be the word I would use. It's colloquial trade and relatively mild.

( he's right, she can really go for a while given a tangent. mercifully, this one ends there— )

My anchor-shard has seen me shackled to the Inquisition and subsequently Riftwatch for the better part of a decade. My ex-husband came to this world the same way you did, and served for a time as the Provost of Research. I was here for the illness that targeted rifters and allowed more detailed observations on your nature and interaction with Thedas. I'm not talking to hear the sound of my own voice, charming as it may be,

( orlesian accent, the lower end of feminine, a high quarter princess still after all these years in the muck and her refusal to stop treating the word 'cunt' as punctuation, )

but because I am specifically and thoroughly educated in your situation as it pertains to ours.