Dai companions react to a doctor inquisitor fussing over them after a bad injury?
Cassandra: Cassandra sighs, trying to tell the Inquisitor that she is fine but they won’t happen. She eventually just gives up and lets them have their way.
Varric: Varric is amused at how fussy the Inquisitor gets after he gets hurt during their travels. It reminds him of how Hawke got anytime he was hurt.
Vivienne: “My dear do not fret so much! Don’t you know what worry and stress can do to one’s health?” Vivienne tells them, even if she does appreciate it.
Blackwall: Blackwall feels unworthy when any of the Inquisitor’s attention is on him. He doesn’t deserve it, but accepts it in the end.
Cole: Cole is confused because he heals quickly. However, he is happy that the Inquisitor cares about him so much.
Sera: “Inky stop fussing! Your gonna make me frickin’ cry!” Sera complains, trying to ignore the fact that she enjoys them fussing over her.
Solas: Solas wishes the Inquisitor would leave them be. The Inquisitor is wasting their energy worrying over him when there are so many others in the Inquisition who could use it more.
Dorian: Dorian doesn’t admit it, but he is taken aback at how much the Inquisitor cares. He’s never quite experienced it in his life before. Not that he would admit it out loud, of course.
Iron Bull: Bull tries to tell the Inquisitor that he’s had worse. He gestures to his eye, but the Inquisitor just gives him a look, which prompts him to let the Inquisitor keep on with the fussing.
Observing SweetDream: Does It Earn The AI Girlfriend Title?
There's a difference between an app that calls itself an AI girlfriend and one that earns the description, and the gap is usually obvious within minutes. So the fair question to put to SweetDream is whether it actually earns it, observed up close rather than taken on faith. Spending time on sweetdream.ai, the case builds quickly.
Observation one: the creation process is unusually deep, giving you real authorship over a companion's looks, voice, personality, history and quirks. Observation two, and the decisive one, is that the chat lives up to that effort. It's natural, emotionally perceptive and it remembers, so conversations feel continuous instead of disposable.
The rest reads like supporting evidence. The generated photos and videos are genuinely strong, the voice messages and real-time phone calls sound human, video and live cam sessions exist with select characters, and privacy is treated as a default rather than a feature. Put beside platforms like candy.ai or ourdream.ai, SweetDream comes across as the most fully realized AI companion in the room. Does it earn the title? On the evidence, comfortably.
Bruh that Taako thing was great!!! Is it possible I could request a part two? 👀👀👀
Hey!!! You’re great!!! Thanks for this nice ask!!!
Part two is way more dialogue heavy than I expected, and I’m sort of ignoring 5e with how the spell Silence works. But that’s fine!
[link to part one]
The Winter Solstice was hardly the event of the season. It wasn’t a party like it’s twin, The Summer Solstice. Nor was it a bombastic celebration like Candlenights. The Winter Solstice was traditionally a day spent eating food and sitting around a bonfire. Angus was going to be home from school anyway, but the weeks leading up to the holiday were filled with letters from Magnus and more formal invitations on Taako’s Taako Brand TM stationary, insisting the entire family had to be home for the first Starblaster Extended Crew celebration of the Solstice.
When Angus arrived, he figured he shouldn’t be surprised that Magnus had converted the empty pool into a safe location for the bonfire. There must have been a small forest worth of chopped wood stacked in there.
“You want to do the honors, kid?” Lup had offered him once everyone had gathered together. “I’m told you’ve mastered Scorching Ray.” Ah, so she also hadn’t forgotten The Dispel Magic Incident, or DMI as he’d taken referring to it in his notes. They shared a look, but neither of them said anything. Instead, Angus cast the spell and the bonfire ignited. Magnus, Carey, and Killian cheered, while Taako brushed past everyone to get back inside to the kitchen.
“Taako! Can I help with dinner?” Angus asked, following him into the house.
“I don’t know, squirt, this is kind of a one elf job.” Taako wasn’t looking at him, busying himself with taking a roast out to thaw.
“Well that’s perfect, because I’m not an elf!”
Taako sighed, but didn’t shoo him away. He didn’t turn around either and Angus couldn’t get any new notes for this case if Taako wouldn’t look at him. His Insight mod was high, but not that high. “Besides, I’ve been gone for a while. I’m sure you’ve got new spells to teach me.”
That made Taako pause. They had both decidedly spent the last few days of summer pretending nothing had happened and, at that time, Angus was fine with that. But The World’s Greatest Detective could only wait so long before the need for answers weighed more than the need to keep the peace with his family.
Taako still wouldn’t turn around though. He gave a blunt laugh before gathering a few more dishes that had been frozen overnight. “So this is how we’re going to do this, huh?”
“Either like this, or I can cast Zone of Truth,” Angus offered, perhaps leaning too heavily into his ‘cheerily helpful’ disposition.
“Aglet,” Taako’s voice was sharp and so was his expression when finally turned to face Angus. He was still leaning back on the counter, faux casual, but his eyeshadow was a different color. The Disguise Self must have worn off- how did he recast it without Angus even noticing? “What part of ‘you didn’t see anything’ did you not understand?”
“The part where you’ve been hiding a limp all day.”
Taako scoffed and rolled his eyes.“I thought Magnus talked to you about doing this detective bullshit on the family.” Angus knew he was going to lose this lead unless he made a bigger move.
“It’s not bullshit when someone’s keeping secrets–”
“Watch your fucking language–”
“You’re the one who said no one was supposed to keep secrets anymore!” Angus hadn’t mean to raise his voice, wasn’t really aware that he’d done it until it was done. He never used to do that. He was pretty sure he had to increase his volume after spending as much time around a family that constantly talked over each other.
He heard the change before he felt the magic settle over the room. Before Angus became a wizard, he had a few different items that could cast Silence for him, but the spell had a different power behind it when cast by one of the most talented mages in the multiverse.
He was so distracted by the spell that he didn’t notice Taako walk across the kitchen until he was towering over Angus. The boy had grown a little, during his semester away, but not enough to really forget how much shorter he was than everyone except Merle and Davenport.
“I don’t know what game you’re trying to play, but I promise you, McDonald, you will lose.”
This lead was absolutely getting away from him. He needed to change tactics, try a different approach, maybe make good on his threat for Zone of Truth. His spell DC might be high enough, despite how charismatic Taako was. He was the World’s Greatest Detective, he could still crack this case.
Instead, he panicked. “Are you okay?”
That made Taako take a step back, nearly stumbling before grabbing onto the back of one of the kitchen chairs. “What?”
“I want to know what happened.” Angus took a bold step forward, but Taako only laughed, the same harsh sound he made first time Angus called him and the others on their horseshit back on the Rockport Limited.
“You’re barely ten years old, you don’t know what you want!”
“I’m twelve!”
“So I’ve got a whole year before you can start this teenage rebellion bullshit. Ango, this feast is not going to cook itself and I–”
Taako started to turn away. This was his last chance. “My parents died in the Relic Wars.”
If Taako had looked horrified when Angus saw his scars, if he’d been confused when Angus asked if he was okay, those were nothing compared to this. For a moment, he wondered if he’d stopped speaking Common, but any other language he could possibly know, he’s sure Taako would have understood.
“That. Um.” Taako’s left leg seemed to buckle for a second before he grabbed the back of the chair again. With a defeated sigh, he sat down. “I’m going to ruin dinner because of this.”
“Probably not, sir, you’re a very good chef.”
“Obviously,” Taako muttered, scrubbing a hand across his face. His make up didn’t smudge, but with a snap of his fingers, it was gone completely. His hair fell loose around his shoulders and his freckles stopped shimmering in imaginary starlight. “Fine, okay, let’s turn this into a teachable moment. Barry and Lup are liches, right?”
“Yes…” Angus wasn’t sure where this was going, but at least it was going somewhere. He pulled out another chair and sat down.
“You better pray Istus never fates you to meet any others. Others liches are what did this to me. And to Merle and to Magnus.”
The Wonderland mission had been a nightmare. Having the Reclaimers drop off the map, then Magnus not coming home. Merle had an eyepatch and Taako… With the chaos that followed, the literal end of the world, Angus hadn’t noticed anything different about Taako.
“I’m the worst detective,” he mumbled, but Taako put hand on his shoulder bringing him back to the present.
“Hey.” For the first time since Silence was cast, Taako didn’t seem angry with him anymore. “You are the best detective. World’s Greatest. How’d you get started with all that anyway?”
“Tried to find out what happened with my parents.”
“Bet Cresha didn’t make that easy for you.”
“No, she did not.” They shared a small laugh, though Angus assumed for different reasons. A non-magical silence lingered for a moment before Angus was able to look at Taako again. “Does it hurt?”
“Gotta be more specific than that, kiddo.” Taako stretched and Angus heard several joints pop.
“You face?”
“Physically, no.”
“Emotionally?”
“Uh-uh-uh!” Taako shook a finger so close to Angus’s face that he nearly went cross eyed. When he focused on Taako again, the elf was grinning. “I already let you slip two questions in on that turn. Don’t try to pull a fast one on a flip wizard. Taako’s turn now. Where’d you get that scar?” He pointed to the back of Angus’s hand.
“My grandfather stabbed me with a fork.”
Taako nearly choked, strained and genuine laugh squeezing through his throat. “The fuck? What did you do?”
“It was an accident. Where’d you get your scar?”
“Gotta be more specific. Why’d you ask me to teach you magic?”
Angus huffed, and crossed his arms over his chest. “You are not making this easy.”
“Didn’t say I would.” Taako mirrored his posture, smirking in a way that Angus found strangely comforting. “Answer my question.”
Angus shrugged. “What you did on the train was pretty cool.”
“Hey, am I bullshitting on my answers? No, I’m not. Do not make me cast Zone of Truth, young man.”
“You don’t have that spell.”
“Fuck you, I don’t have that spell. I’ve got whatever fucking spell I want.” Taako moved to stand, but seemed to think better of it and slouched back down. Angus still didn’t say anything. Taako, surprisingly, stayed quiet, waiting him out. All his detective training had prepared him pretty well for being on the other side of interrogations, but he found himself fidgeting in the silence after only a minute.
“Grandpa wasn’t… all there? I guess. You guys were the first people to… I don’t know.” For all the books Angus had read, not many of them offered a word for what that feeling had been. “I asked Magnus to teach me to fight, but he said I was too young. And, uh, Merle wasn’t…”
“Yeah, no, I remember how Merle was.”
“Was he not like that on the Starblaster?”
“You still haven’t answered my question, but I’ll give you a freebee.” Taako leaned back. He’d been paying pretty close attention when Angus was speaking, but now he seemed to focus on something off in the distance. “No, he wasn’t like that on the Starblaster. Was your grandpa mad when you didn’t bring the silverware?”
“He was dead before I got there.”
Taako’s attention slid back to him, but his posture stayed loose. “You don’t seem very upset about that.”
Angus shrugged. “What happened to your legs?”
“Washing machine fell on me.”
Angus tried not to react to that. It was surprisingly easy, mostly because the idea was so hard to imagine he couldn’t really react at all. He leaned back in his chair, mirroring Taako to the best of his ability despite his feet not reaching the floor. “You don’t seem very upset about that.”
“Oh trust me, I am. It’s just,” Taako barked out a laugh, “It’s so stupid? Like it didn’t even make any sense? This big dumb thing just fell on me out of nowhere!” He laughed again, shaking his head and staring at nothing again. “Do you miss your parents?”
“I didn’t really know them, so no, not really. Do you miss your home planet?”
Taako scoffed. “Definitely not. Why’d you go to Lucas’s shitty school?”
Angus thought about bullshitting an answer again. It would have been easy to say he’d already been enrolled in The Academy before Taako announced he was opening a school. And that wouldn’t even be a lie! It’s what had happened. But he could have talked to Lucas, could have found a way to transfer. He had considered doing so, but something had stopped him. That same feeling he didn’t really have a word for.
“Because I’m already in your school.”
Taako didn’t react at first, just blinking at nothing, but then he was blinking at Angus. He tilted his head, as if a different angle could help him better see through a lie that wasn’t there. Angus shrugged at Taako’s unasked question and Taako broke into a grin. “And that’s exactly what I want to hear from my favorite student.”
Angus found himself matching the smile, enjoying the unexpected success before he remembered why he started this game in the first place. “Why were you mad when I cast Dispel Magic?”
Taako shook his head. “Wasn’t mad. You scared the fuck outta me. Where’d you learn that spell?”
“Barry taught me.”
“Son of a bitch…”
Angus pressed on. “Do your legs hurt?”
Taako’s grin slid off his face, but he kept staring at Angus. There was something brighter about his eyes, focused like this and without the glamour. He was quiet for a long time before sighing and nodding a little. He looked down, at the way his legs draped out from the chair, unposed, as close to comfortable as it was possible to be in a kitchen chair. When he looked back at Angus, he seemed strangely determined.
“All the damn time.”
“Why don’t you tell anyone?”
Taako held up his index finger again, smile returned. “Uh-uh! Not your turn.” When Taako didn’t follow with a question, Angus tried not to get inpatient. He really seemed to be thinking about it before leveling Angus was a surprisingly serious, but focused, expression. “Are you okay?”
Taako had asked him this question only twice before. The rest of the Birds asked him pretty often, but it was different when it came from Taako. When Lucretia asked Angus if he was okay, he expected it. She had brought an eleven-year-old onto a secret moonbase; she thought he was her responsibility, like the rest of the weight of the world was. Davenport asked because he was the Captain and Captains made sure their crew was okay. Magnus wore his heart on his sleeve, so did Lup and Barry. They asked in that familiar, comforting way. Merle was a cleric, he usually asked if Angus was okay in regards to exclusively physical matters.
For all Taako pretend to be “good out here,” to be an idiot wizard, that disguise was flimsy within minutes of Angus meeting him, much more so after all his memories returned. Despite Lucretia being his Boss and Davenport as the family’s Captain, Taako was his Mentor.
The first time Taako had asked if he was okay was after The Story and Song. He was standing on shaky legs after fighting for his life and struggling to focus on anything in front of him after a century was shoved into his mind. Taako had put a hand on his shoulder and the world held together just a little bit longer.
The second time Taako had asked if he was okay was the day after The Detect Magic Incident.
“Yes Taako. I’m okay.”
“Good.” Taako gave a small smile, before clapping his hands together and starting to stand. His grip on the back of the chair turned his knuckles white, but he was steady on his feet. He didn’t bother looking at Angus’s concerned expression. “And before you ask, no, it is not always this bad. Holiday had me on my feet a lot.”
“One last question?” Angus asked anyway.
Taako sighed, rolling not just his eyes but lolling his whole body in a put-upon motion. “Fiiine. But you’re peeling all the potatoes.”
“That’s fair.” Angus hopped out of his seat and Taako handed him the potato peeler. He got through the first one, letting Taako focus on seasoning the roast. “Why wont you tell anyone?”
Taako didn’t answer for a while, but Angus didn’t feel impatient anymore. He went through three more potatoes before Taako finally said, “They’re all…” He sighed, and Angus tried to look at him without turning his head, despite his glasses not clearing that part of his vision. Taako was making the sort of hand gesture he usually used when talking about his family. “Because they’re stupid.” He finally settled on that and Angus put down the potato peeler to put his hands on his hips.
“That’s a bullshit answer.”
“Well it’s true!”
Angus didn’t budge and Taako laughed. “Istus, you’d be adorable like that if I didn’t know you knew Zone of Truth. Okay, yeah. Cresha’s already a mess, I don’t really need to dunk more guilt on her because she is, in fact, the idiot who sent us there. Dav is… Dav, so he’s always weird about when we get hurt. Barry and Magnus and Merle were all there and– and Lup was too. They’re going to be weird about it.
“And it’s not like on the Starblaster where we’d get hurt but it was better next cycle. There is no next cycle. I’m going to be like this forever. And Krav, he hasn’t said anything about it yet, but I know he wants to see ‘the real me’ or whatever stupid sappy thing that you are too young to understand–”
“I’m twelve, I understand how basic decency works.”
“Shut up. And everyone is going to want it to be all the time and I don’t… I don’t want that.”
“You don’t have to tell everyone.”
Taako just shook his head. “You shouldn’t even know about this. No one was supposed to know.”
“I won’t tell anyone. But you should at least tell Lup.” He didn’t need a hundred years of memories in his head to know that, despite how close everyone on the Starblaster was, the twins were something else.
“I can’t tell Lup.”
Neither of them were sure when the Silence spell had worn off, or how long she’d been leaning against the doorframe to the kitchen when Lup chimed in. “Can’t tell Lup what?”
I can see Takko being (slightly) jealous of Lup's hair floofyness.
nahhh I figure Taako could just magic his hair to that length if he wanted to but he’s helped Lup brush it out and isn’t really into that much effort (not that he doesn’t care about his look just he’s only got so much patience for it)
Hey, just wanted to let you know that someone named pharmercyx on insta has been posting your art without credit (a few of your pharmercy drawings) I just wanted to let you know.
