Like Real People Do BY Lucien Beauvais

He thought about pointing out that they were out there in the middle of a blight, there were bound to be darkspawn threats all over Orlais at the moment. The Grey Wardens were spread thin and doing the best they could. Though her words kept resonating in him, and probably not in the way they were meant. he kept thinking about daisies, darkspawn and daisies. Suddenly he was imagining darkspawn with large daisies on their heads literally popping up out of the ground and he went from a low chuckle to himself, to suddenly full blown double overed laughter.

I’m…. I just… daisies!!! He was speaking gibberish and struggling to catch his breath. Then horses were heard and pretty soon riders appeared.