"I certainly keep my suspicions to myself," she replies very seriously, before pressing another kiss to Cosima's jaw and leaning back a little.

Really, though, imagining Cosima as a bad influence given the sheer level of terribleness that seems, at times, so pervasive in Thedas, is keeping an amused little smile lurking, the shadow of it there even when she isn't exactly smiling.

"What am I to do with your dastardly self?"