"They are, even when you have someone to help keep you warm. As I'm sure you know, too." Korrin knows him; if he isn't trying to bang his way through the Inquisition, something's wrong. "Which mage would that be, or is this one of those things I'm better off not knowing?"

Taking hold of the other paw, Korrin doesn't have the opportunity to pet Bronson again, but she does give him a fond glance. "They're both good boys, whatever the name. I'm surprised you didn't give him an Avvar one, though."