❝ They don’t? ❞
He sounds nearly surprised by this answer, as if he was expecting her to agree. It’s certainly news to him, and he looks back towards the rickety edifices as if to confirm whether or not what she said was true.
❝ Are you sure? I can hear them. They remember. ❞
Should he play with her? No, no. That would be mean, though he knows that everyone would laugh, except maybe Sera herself. She was afraid. But she was mean too. In his own mind, he blamed Varric for this sense of impishness, though he knew deep that was mischievous enough without the dwarf’s aid.
❝ Maybe you should listen too. They might tell you something interesting. Or maybe you just can’t hear them, and that’s okay too, I guess. ❞