"Because of that too. I want to be able to escape a dangerous situation if I had to. But I can also throw someone off if I flap my wings in their face and scratch at their eyes with my little feet. I can soar up and look down at the world; scout things out for the Inquisition. There's so much I could do if I had that form. What about you? What were you thinking of for yourself?"

She leans forward now, hands braced down on the bench and shoulders lifted.

"I'm thinking... a butterfly. No, a toad." She smirks and bites her lower lip at her suggestions.