"Wow." Jester, round-eyed, reaches out for Merrill's hands. "Let me see. Did they make scars, for real? Wow, man, that shit is to-tally crazy! I didn't know elves were like this. Like, I knew they were pre-tty cool, but man."

Or maybe it's just the Dalish. No, it is probably all elves, Jester decides, and the Dalish are just like, the extreme of the extreme.

"Man!" she repeats, to the world at large. "How cool is it that my new best friend is a secret face tattoo badass who like, could probably withstand torture and stuff!"