[Now it's Bull's turn to blow out a breath. And lean more heavily on his elbows. On the railing. It creaks a little.]

[He doesn't... talk about this much. Doesn't talk about Charlie at all anymore, if he can help it. Because he's not sure how to feel. Whether he should be relieved there's no more attachment - because that's how a Qunari should feel. That's... how he should feel.]

[But the rest of him still hurts. And hurts a lot. More than it should. It's not the first time he's felt like he's too attached to something. But this time... this time the Tamassrans aren't around to fix it.]

Shit, kid, you ask the worst questions.

[He lifts a hand off the railing to rub it down his face.]

... serious. You mean the romance thing. The... dating. Emotions and all that crap.

Yeah. Qunari don't really do that kind of thing. Sex, sure. Do that all the time. Me, especially.

[Another pause. Because while it would be the first time he'd ... had romantic feelings for someone, it's not the first time he'd cared. Been attached.]

Pretty sure there's no hard-and-fast definition for it. Just sort of happens. When they mean a lot to you. More than almost anything in the world, I guess.

[Silence. For a little too long.]

... felt that way about the Chargers, too. Different kind of serious. Didn't want to woo any of 'em. But... most important bunch of assholes in the world.

Qun says they shouldn't be.

So you see how fucked up that is.