"Good, because you're about to be real busy down here with me."

If life had proceeded without the two of them ever having done this, Alejandro could live with that, but it's not as if he'd never thought about it before. It was hard not to. The timing in Kirkwall and Antiva could never really pave way to anything more than mild flirting and Alejandro thinking he was subtle enough while checking out the assassin.

But they're here now, with time to spare. Skyhold is a fortress, and safe as it can be for the moment, illnesses and rifts aside.

Alejandro leans into another kiss, absently starting to work off his prosthetic arm. It's just going to get in the way, and he can leave it forgotten for now.