He makes a face. "What, potato chips?" He's painfully American. At least he didn't inherit the Director's painfully southern Louisiana-type accent. "You English and your silly words. Everyone's so high fantasy England around here. Or high fantasy France. Oh, or high fantasy Spain! Italy? I don't know, they sound the same to me. Wherever Zevran's from..." Please stop talking, Church.

"Man, if Skyhold is better, I don't know that I really want to go running off to the nearest city. I was thinking about exploring but I'd probably get mauled by 50 bears on the way."