Asher literally lived here. They all did. There's an awful lot of pain here for Yngvi but is he getting upset about it? (Yes. Yes he is he just does upset differently, less tears and more the facade stretched thin as he snaps and realises the jokes are too close to the bone.)

"Oh don't be boring and tell me you care about all that bollocks. You, me, a night on the lash. I'm from here. What, they going to say I can't show a friend the places I lived and worked near all my life because I'm the poor bastard that decided to freeze his balls off in Skyhold so others wouldn't have to?" Come at him Inquisition and/or Kirkwall, he'll take on all comers, he's ready to go, cutting his promos, he'll take you all on.

In the midst of blowing a long raspberry because nobles, wow he does not care, he only registers her words when he's attractively scratching his chest. (Please note the tattoo right on the tit of 'I am the war', why yes he likes the poetry of certain Orlesian poets, he is a dwarf of great culture.) "Relax would? Been working on all sorts all day, 'm sweaty. Think I got cobwebs on my nips, thought that only happened to dowagers. They get haunted after a certain age."