"Give him a few days and some whisky and he'll spin it all wildly out of proportion to entertaining effect." Which is what Varric does best, aside from shooting people and wooing women (and some men) with his chest hair. "You know he would find a way to make it captivating. Well, ten to one somehow bandits would break in or something equally dramatic."

He's getting more relaxed around her, bit by bit. This hasn't been the easiest friendship to build and maintain, but it's been worth every minute, even with all the disagreements and insults. And honestly, she's glad she's not so angry anymore. It still stings a bit, but she's glad they worked it out, at least for now. She likes - no, loves spending time with him in any capacity. Sure, everyone's at the Hanged Man and having a good time, she's sure. But being here, with him? Talking and... probably about to break furniture? This is better.

"It'll be an interesting way to finish the night." Relm tucks some hair behind her ear, giving him a coy little smile. "You sure do know how to show a girl a good time, Fen."

...aaaaaaaaaaaaaand of course she had to throw in that stupid flirt. Maker she's going to just. Toss herself out a window now.