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[heroica]

[ She's certainly steady enough by now to stand without swaying (or falling), but she appreciates it anyway, arms moving to twine around his neck. ]

Not any bit! Really, you think so little of my willpower. [ After which she wrinkles her nose in displeasure, despite the bright smile that's still in place. ] I did talk him out of killing us, remember?

[swooping]

Which just proves that whatever mischief he doesn't talk you into, you coerce him to join instead.

[ His voice is all fond amusement however as he lifts a hand to tap a single finger chidingly at the tip of her nose. ]

[heroica]

[ nnnnnoooo she shoots her hand up to snatch his finger, wrapping all of her own around it. ]

Is avoiding your own assassination mischief? You need to look over your priorities, Alistair.

[swooping]

[ He tugs playfully, but not enough to actually break free. ]

I meant more after that. Although I'm quite sure Zevran might refer to it as such, considering his sense of humor.

[heroica]

He might, that's true. [ And it had all ended well for them, hadn't it? They were all still breathing so far.

Robyn releases his finger, planting her hands firmly on her hips. ]

Well, if mischief is the worst that befalls us, I'll be embarrassed for the darkspawn.

[ Really, though; they'd survived more than most people for being the ragtag group that they are. ]