"Some of you?" [ She repeats, incredulous, shoving him playfully before sitting down in one of the pews, knees drawn up to her chest. ] And are you exempt from being weird, then? Who's to say that there isn't a Thedas where you're a woman, or a qunari? [ Or both?? But, she doesn't want to install any worrying thoughts in him, or to incite a general panic. So, she just smiles mildly, shaking her head. ] But, I do think so, that it's possible for us, still, to change what's to come. [ She believes most of what she says, usually. ]

Who- Oh, I didn't go there with anyone. [ There's the teeniest hint of a flush; Maker forbid anyone think her a drunk, or anything close to it. She rarely imbibes, but this had been... extenuating circumstances. ] I was- That is, I hadn't been there, yet, and I thought I should. A lot of people spend their time there; it's a good place to learn about Wonderland.

[ And the bartender, Simon, sensing her mild distress, had offered a few strange, foreign drinks to taste. Some had involved... chocolate? ]

Well, we could always walk down now while the weather is nice. [ But she's quick to add: ] Though, I've already run you up all ten floors of the mansion, so I realize asking you to travel all the way back down again right now may be a little much.

[ Hmm, but... griffon diets. She tilts her head a touch to the side, considering. ]

Meat. [ Robyn repeats, chuckling. ] Simple. It does make sense! Though... I would be careful with it in the kitchen; it may go for someone's fingers if you don't find something else it likes quickly enough.

[ Maybe not, though. All she knows of the beasts is what she's heard in tales and legends, which are almost never based in fact. ]