Duncan.

I certainly can't argue with that. Sweep me off my feet and I'll pick you up off of yours.

Cute. [And he's smirking]

Then I dare say you have found yourself a target.

You don't have to bow either. I promise I won't bite. Not unless you want me to, anyway.

What kind of men?

#ooc you know what, i'm going to say it. like varric, i'm old and tired and done this too many times. gonna hold your hand with a pair of hot tongs when i say this and i'm not gonna sugar coat it. we've tried that. y'all don't listen.

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Good to meet you, Vesper. The flattery is appreciated, but not needed. It wasn't done for fame or glory so, please, just call me Duncan.

I'm ashamed to say I wasn't even made aware that one just ended. That is certainly poor timing in my part.

You found him then, I take it?

It's appreciated. Your name is..?

Not as far as I am aware. And I'd rather it not be, anyway.

Then I will tell you nothing.

I'm afraid I share your pain.

Was it something I said?

Yes, yes, you may each have a kiss if you want. I hardly mind the attention.

I'm pretty sure that's still me, yes.

I could likely bend a few of you like lawnchairs, if asked... Now that I have seen one.

You may all have a 'chance', if you would like.

Yes?

Don't do that.

Why are people 'crashing out' and why is it my fault?

Great question.

And here I seem to have stepped into some kind of mess. Again.