my heart's on fire—anditsdefinitelynotbecauseofyou

Nairn moved to slip an arm around her, as she hugged him. Done took over, love. His voice was quiet, as he tightened his hold on her. Few years back. I don't like the attention, so I'm not the face. But the C calls me Boss now. He swayed where they stood, in the kitchen. Almost a dance, though neither of them moved. It was a peaceful movement.

Been expandin', Coterie's got safe-houses and legitimate, legal businesses throughout Thedas. He grinned, proud of the statement. And what we don't do legal, well... He clucked his tongue, ...the nobles ain't mind so much, when they hire us to cut their loose ends. Or to retrieve items that were stolen from them. The Coterie remained secretive, and their legal fronts were in no way able to be tied to the illegal operations.

He leaned away from her, to see her face. I'll always be a thug, ma vhenan. The only work I know how to do is with my hands. And he didn't mean woodwork.