[Oh you can practically hear the icicles plinking, that's how cold it's gotten. Sorry Varric.

She remains seated for a few more seconds before pushing her seat back, bracing her hands against the table momentarily.]

In any case, it was at least vaguely enlightening and for that, I appreciate the tale. I shall take my leave, and I wish you the best of luck in Exsilium.

[AND SHE SIMPLY.....leaves. Maker she needs a drink.]