The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Zevran]

"Yes, that is not uncommon," Zevran agrees with a nod. "I am Cirenite, though obviously not a Joyous. But perhaps I am... devout enough to have two fiances? Or to be the origin of a triad?"

[Isabela]

"I still like the jealous part. Our pup can be a rival for both our affections -- let people think they've discovered a scandalous secret about our being a triad."

[Varric]

"That would be effective, if it wasn't true," Varric says pointedly.

[Isabela]

"Why should the scandal bother me?" asks Isabela, raising a perfectly manicured eyebrow. 

[Varric]

"I mean the jealous part."

[Isabela]

"Isabela doesn't do jealousy," she says, with a frown. 

[Varric]

"...are you serious?" Varric mutters, casting his eyes downwards in supplication for understanding and mercy. 

[Zevran]

Zevran winces, trying to subtly indicate Marian to Isabela without Marian noticing.

[Isabela]

"I don't. Isabela only does casual. Whoever else people want to fuck is their business, not mine." 

[Marian Hawke]

Marian jams her spoon into her porridge. "Fine," she grits out through clenched teeth. "I'm Zevran's twin sister. We'll move on. The next bit was the contact."

[Varric]

We're all doomed.

"Yeah, the part were you devore him- and his fiance- with your eyes might make that a little hard to buy," Varric mutters.

[Zevran]

"I think the Cirenite group arrangement is fine, but we should skip the jealousy angle. It seems unneeded," Zevran says smoothly. 

[Marian Hawke]

"Sometimes siblings are unnaturally close," snaps Marian. "But, fine. Cirenites it is."

[Varric]

Varric opens his mouth, then closes it. 

[Zevran]

"The very best kind of family," Zevran says with a grin, winking at Marian. "But that seems settled. What next?"