Could you describe the moment the dai romance options realized they were in love with the inquisitor?
Cassandra: Cassandra hasn’t felt this in a long time, but she knows what is happening when the mere sight of the Inquisitor causes a fluttering in her lower stomach. She is unsure of where the Inquisitor stands. Until he gives her a book of poems, that is. Then the fluttering becomes persistent.
Iron Bull: ‘Well, shit,’ Bull thinks after he slips up and calls the Inquisitor Kadan. He knows he’s drunk, but he’s never that unaware. Before becoming Tal Vashoth, he would’ve feared such a thing. Now he feels anything but that.
Cullen: Cullen suspects he is the last to figure out he is madly in love with the Inquisitor. It’s quite embarrassing really. To add to the embarrassment, it was the strange boy Cole who alerted him of his own feelings, buried deep down.
Solas: Solas sighs. “This complicates things,” he says to himself. Foolish really because it’s not as if admitting such a thing out loud would help matters at all. It would be selfish to continue on, but he does so despite all signs telling him not too.
Sera: Sera denies, denies, denies until the nugs come home. She can’t be in love with the bloody Inquisitor who is being pursued by Coryphshit and his army of weirdos. It’ll end in nothing but misery for them both if she opens her heart to honeytongue.
Dorian: Dorian drinks. Well, this isn’t uncharacteristic of him. He just drinks significantly more than usual and unceremoniously gulps it down when the realization finally hits him. Dorian never expected to find love in the south. All he expected to fine was cheaply made ale and bad weather.
Blackwall: Blackwall denies the feeling until he no longer can without making himself look like an old fool. He tries to convince the Inquisitor they should end things, but he is weak. When the Inquisitor refuses, Blackwall decides to enjoy it while it lasts.
Josephine: Josephine has never truly felt like this before so her first instinct is to savor the feeling. She is unsure of how the Inquisitor feels about her, but it does little to deter Josephine’s intense happiness over her newfound feelings.
