Oh come on, you have to tell him, he'd be delighted, trust me.

[Varric would consider it clearly a sign of his influence and be smug about it. He always loved whenever they got Aveline to shuck off a little of her properness. It was difficult but well-won. Hawke thinks now, looking at Cassandra with clever eyes, that Varric's summary was right. She may, in fact, be a fan. It's rather sweet, really.]

I know, it's what he calls you in letters. He shares all his nicknames. [Hawke smiles, glancing away.] I wasn't terribly happy when you captured my dwarf, but in the end I'm glad you gave him something to do. He really hates feeling useless.

[Another thing they had in common, so Hawke found other ways to be useful. it just couldn't be done with both of them.]