Liam promptly looks away. "Yeah... I suppose but most people tend to holler or scream. Call me colorful words. You uh... stood there. Are you okay? Are your nerve endings damaged? Genuinely concerned here."

They just... stood there. In awe. In confusion. Slowly, they started to nod their head and put their hands on their hips. "Right. Okay. So... does that even hurt or?"

Liam raised a brow before snapping their fingers to start lighting a fire on Vincent's pants. "That good enough?"

"I mean, yeah. That is what fire is." They hold up a ball of flame. "Hot."

"Tiny?" They raised a brow. "Maybe not the biggest part but that was not tiny. I will give credit. No one got hurt. Then."

"Mhm... along with that thrill seeker as much as you like to go poking through things"

*cracks knuckles*

Time to shine. Solas! Sorry sod! Morrigan was right and you were always wrong about everything imaginable!

.... Would that work?

Alright. Fine. Do we even have the stuff? And how do you summon him? I don't think I have the connection any more but could give it a whirl

Mmm I think we are venturing into a different territory, friends.... And yet~

They shrugged. "I suppose that's why they are scrambling as they are now. Too far up their own ass."

They nodded their head as they listened, ears slight perked with interest.

"The Shadows? I mostly infiltrate, distract, or gather info depending on where they send me. You would be surprised how the venatori do not observe their slaves unless they are prickly that day." +

Innocent enough to write notes about... wait, let me see that journal- and no. Maybe... that and let me see what you are writing

Ah, you're right. I think we should try the bone first. I think he is a biter

I am not sure how the Dalish views it but that is what creeps like to ask. Usually.... I do think with you I shouldn't be too worried... unless you are secretly... you know

*Gasping, they looked up at Spencer with awe and irritation*

Couldn't come any sooner? *they managed to say after getting a hold of themself. They look over at Ghilan'nain with a heated glare*

And don't you fucking touch him.... *They got up slowly and began to get ready for more hits*