She clears her throat. Josie is down, I repeat Josie is down. "Ohhhh my~"

"Oh, Herah..." Josie steps closer, wrapping her arms around the big Qunari as much as she can. "I understand. But please know...if you cannot sleep, you may come see me. I do not sleep well either."

"Herah!" Josie squeals, wriggling in her arms playfully while giggling.

"What does that mean?" Josie laughs into Herah's cleavage, relishing it for a moment. Gay feelings intensify.

"Thank you, oh heroic Qunari who is so beautiful and would probably make a good pillow- oh hell. I said that out loud..."

"Don't ask me that, I'm liable to say yes..I like big women." Josie can you not please...

"Le'Hosh? Hmmm...perhaps I will ask Bull, though he will tease me terribly..."

"You're setting me up! " She laughs playfully, shaking her head.

"Good support, Herah. Maybe, just for saving me, I should..." She pecks the Qunari on the cheek.

"What has Cullen done now? Am I going to have to call Leliana?"

"Good evening."

"Leigh, please don't..."

"There are more steps in the winter palace than there are here. Better get used to it."

"It is a requirement of your position that you behave at least /somewhat/ ladylike, my lady Inquisitor."

"Maker, no! Just the image of Solas in a wig would scare potential allies away."

// wrong Josie, tired brain

A letter written in response: "Rosie, I'm so happy for you! Of course I'll help find something for Lady Kathleen. Do you know what she likes? Take care, Josie."

"Of course! You rest, my dear. Josie."