[Lavellan has to laugh at the image of Dorian thoughtlessly telling Hawke of all the things in store for her, because that would happen. He falters as he thinks about how to put this.]

Well, I wasn't in the business of prying into your personal affairs, but from what I understand you and he had some fun one night and liked it enough to keep it going for two years. [He spreads his... well, his hand, breezily.] Congratulations, I guess? Preemptively, in this case. Or I hope I didn't just somehow ruin your chances.