[As much as Varric wanted the people around him to believe otherwise, he was no stranger to loss. He'd watched his parents die, his brother waste away. And just when he thought he had nothing left to lose? His best friend, the woman he wanted to believe was immortal, was snatched away from him.

It might have been easier, he might have been able to relate more, if Nate knew. But it was hardly a good time to drop that particular piece of knowledge onto his friend. Let him cope with one loss long before another could be fathomed.]

Last time I lost someone important to me, talking about my best memories with them helped. So, don't tell me how you feel now. Tell me about a time when she made you feel then.