'Temperamental', to Merrill, tends to bring up images of Fenris. In turn, she is now imagining birds ripping out hearts and trying not to giggle about it. Thanks Leliana!

Marian Squawke, however, makes her giggle in delight for a whole other reason. Carefully adjusting her arm so the raven can get a good look, Merrill coos at the the bird, gently reaching out to stroke her feathers.

"What a beautiful girl," Merrill informs Squawke, only just stopping herself from blowing the bird a kiss to look at Leliana with a smile. "Do you name them all?"