[He sighs dramatically at Varric's response and rolls his eyes, more for show than for any actual feeling of being disappointed, because, well:]
Somehow I knew you were going to say that.
[He frowns ever so slightly at the mention of his grey hairs and holds a brief internal struggle wherein he has to force himself not to rise to the bait in order to address Varric's other, far more relevant statement.]
My point is, compared to the bullshit I've been living with for the past eight months or so, this bullshit is pretty tame by comparison. [A pause.] So far. [Another pause] Even if it did age me prematurely.
[His frown deepens for the briefest of moments as he's forced to once more consider all the grey in his hair, before he shakes his head and grins at his friend again.]
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Somehow I knew you were going to say that.
[He frowns ever so slightly at the mention of his grey hairs and holds a brief internal struggle wherein he has to force himself not to rise to the bait in order to address Varric's other, far more relevant statement.]
My point is, compared to the bullshit I've been living with for the past eight months or so, this bullshit is pretty tame by comparison. [A pause.] So far. [Another pause] Even if it did age me prematurely.
[His frown deepens for the briefest of moments as he's forced to once more consider all the grey in his hair, before he shakes his head and grins at his friend again.]
Shall I continue?