I know where you are, kid. [Varric tried to ignore the faint pang in his chest. The association with Solas and Neriel, that much was fine. But he recalled another man who once called the woods home, and couldn't help but wonder what he and his spirit friend might have thought of Cole.

He shook the thoughts from his head. Anders had gone home months ago. Now wasn't the time to think about that.]

Only a corner, though. You need your own room. I'll bug Lavellan about it for you, alright? When I come to visit, that is.