[Pearl is delighted by this new turn of events and wiggles adorably until Bethany has her snug in her arms, at which point she stills (except for the wagging of her curly, fluffy tail) in order to better receive pets. Hawke, meanwhile, is having a hard time controlling his laughter, especially after Bethany smacks him, though he manages to contain it long enough say]
As if they need the reminder when I'm right here.
[And he's still...snickering...it's really hard to stop, ugh.]
Why? You're right here, there's no need for me to name something for you.
[No, ganging up on Garrett is a terrible idea right now.
Case and point, when Bethany pokes his ribs it has the opposite effect from what she intended, and he's laughing harder than ever, to the point where he turns away from them both with a hand over his face as he tries to muffle the laughter and collect himself.]
[You Fereldans and your obsession with drooly monsters. He'll take a cat any day.]
Do you want something to drink while he collects himself?
[He's not really used to playing host, he's never had anywhere to play host at; but the way Hawke has been acting since he went back to normal, he'll find anything they say hilarious. It might be better to give him a moment.]
But yes, giving Chuckles over there a moment to recover is a better idea than teaming up and teasing him together, so she steps aside, still holding Pearl in her arms.]
Sure. I get the feeling we'll be waiting a while, though.
Oh, don't trouble yourself on my behalf; water is fine.
[Bethany holds up her hands defensively as she speaks.]
Cupcake was my sister's doing, of course. Though she liked to blame Carver for it, as I recall. [a beat] And aren't you the one who named his cat Ser Pounce-a-Lot?
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As if they need the reminder when I'm right here.
[And he's still...snickering...it's really hard to stop, ugh.]
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[Because weren't they in a relationship back in Kirkwall? Even if Anders remembers things differently? Shouldn't that override any desires for whores?
He'll join Bethany in giving Hawke a light shove, because ganging up on him seems like a good idea.]
The dog likes attention as much as he does, too.
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[Yes, ganging up on Garrett is the best idea. She gives him a poke in the ribs for her trouble.]
And you can stop laughing any time now.
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[No, ganging up on Garrett is a terrible idea right now.
Case and point, when Bethany pokes his ribs it has the opposite effect from what she intended, and he's laughing harder than ever, to the point where he turns away from them both with a hand over his face as he tries to muffle the laughter and collect himself.]
...Believe me, I would love to.
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[You Fereldans and your obsession with drooly monsters. He'll take a cat any day.]
Do you want something to drink while he collects himself?
[He's not really used to playing host, he's never had anywhere to play host at; but the way Hawke has been acting since he went back to normal, he'll find anything they say hilarious. It might be better to give him a moment.]
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[Shut up Anders dogs rule!!
But yes, giving Chuckles over there a moment to recover is a better idea than teaming up and teasing him together, so she steps aside, still holding Pearl in her arms.]
Sure. I get the feeling we'll be waiting a while, though.
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[Though the memory of a mabari (his mabari...kind of) named "Cupcake" actually does wonders for sobering him! Good job, Bethany!]
Cupcake is still a terrible name.
[SUPER SRS OVER HERE SUDDENLY, wow hello mood swing.]
...Although I guess it'd be okay for a ridiculous little dog like Pearl.
[Aaaaand back to something approaching normal!Hawke.]
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[he pauses on his way into the kitchen to look between the two of them.]
Do horrible names just run in the family?
[Says the one basing names on puns, and giving terrible nicknames to dogs. Buuut time to check the fridge, which isn't all that well-stocked yet.]
We've got milk. And water. And beer, too, and I imagine he's hidden some wine around here somewhere. Though I could make some tea or coffee.
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[Bethany holds up her hands defensively as she speaks.]
Cupcake was my sister's doing, of course. Though she liked to blame Carver for it, as I recall. [a beat] And aren't you the one who named his cat Ser Pounce-a-Lot?
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[Because it's supposed to be kept "cool", not cold.]
There's nothing wrong with the name "Champion". And Pearl is a nice name.
[Dog names are srs bsns, yo.]
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[because Hawke needs alcohol to bribe his friends to come over.]
I still think Joan of Bark would have been a better name.
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[She's pretty sure her recent habit of going drinking after tragic events is kinda unhealthy.]
Champion isn't very creative. Pearl is nice... when you aren't taking it from a brothel. [wrinkling her nose now] And Joan of Bark is terrible.
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[Uh. You would, Hawke.]
[Also, is Anders getting that water for Bethany, or should Hawke?]
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Joan of Bark would have suited her.
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I suppose it's better than Ser Pounce-a-Lot.
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[Hawke's just...not going to say anything. He kind of wants to see where this will go.]
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And I'm a perfectly passable healer. [H-Huff. No she's not.]
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[Gosh, Anders, he knows his healing spells aren't great but at least they're something!]
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[Does he sound proud? That would be because he is.]
I sometimes wondered if perhaps he'd attracted a spirit.