"You're the one that came from Orzammar to start with so this is the fruit of your empire right here. They've got their oysters in Antiva, actual hair of the dog in Ferelden, who can even say just how many Orzammar babies were made with the aid of this beauty?" Because isn't that what having kids does to you at the end of the day?

"Some of this came from Kirkwall with the folk we got out." Nothing about the people that didn't since that doesn't do anyone any good, sitting around thinking about it, getting distracted at the worst sorts of moments. He jumps. Jumps like he wouldn't before. Can't really cover it either when his eyes go wide for a split-second before he hides it with tired irritation. "If you've woken up the old folks you're singing them back to sleep because I've told them tales of the honeyed voices of casteless lasses I know. What'll they be snapping this time. And where. Since it makes a difference and I might have things lying about from last time the Boneflayers were about."

(He always has things 'lying about'.)