"Well... it's hard to resist those hatchlings..." Kain's expression gets all wistful as he thinks about them and the cute little sounds they make, and how soft and fluffy their feathers are. They are of course, going to grow into very ferocious and dignified members of the Grey Wardens. But for now... they're young and cute.

As the music shifts, Kain leads them into the next dance, adjusting without consciously thinking about it.

"I like your idea. Something terrible to take me away, perhaps something is on fire... perhaps someone is in need of rescue and only I can save them..."