Lady bro don't get spit on him there are only a few times he's down with that and spraying drink everywhere is kind of his domain, don't encroach on his turf on his literal turf. It feels good to be able to laugh properly after the shitshow life turned into at Skyhold right before he decided to leave before he did something that got him kicked out. This is for the future, he's not letting a bunch of Wardens and their idiotic decisions cock it up for him.

"Warn a man, for fuck's sake Lena," he snorts, leaning over to give her a shove. "I want you to order some, just for the look of horror at having to try to to measure your feet, can you imagine the fussing? They'd think they'd be infectious or something." Asher got measured a few times because he had no choice, something about having to dress fancy to go to parties and then Liadan just got his measurements because it wasn't worth trying to fight a greased nuggalope.

Something like that.

"I'm holding you to that, this whole tavern is my witness!" That'd be more convincing if the tavern gave a shit but she can back him up. As it stands, they're talking about his dick and that's way more interesting anyway. "But I could save the world. With my dick. And that would be recorded until the end of time."