Inquisitor: I’m feeling sort of existentially insane, but I’m trying to hold it together.
Cassandra: I’m so horny and angry all the time and I have no outlet for it.
Leliana: Stop snitchin’, motherfucker.
Josephine: When I walk down the street, I need everybody, all day long, to like me so much. It’s exhausting.
Cullen: I used to smoke crack.
Varric: The more you do stuff, the better you get with dealing how you still fail at it a lot of the time.
Solas: If it’s one of those “true or false” questions you should be able to add a third option, which is, “who’s to say?”
Vivienne: You have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair.
Dorian: Then, for a backstory, I will pepper in the fact that I am gay.
Sera: STREET SMARTS
Cole: Things don’t exist until they exist.
Blackwall: And then I said, “No,” you know, like a liar.
Iron Bull: I took it, drank all of it, and said, “It’s perfume.”
Krem: Oh, well, thank you for asking. Well, you know how I’m full of rage?
Lace Harding: I’m very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress I’m under.
Hawke: I’ll keep all my emotions right here, and then one day I’ll die.