And here you've got me sold on riding one of the beasts. [A shame, because they really do sound nice to ride even with her preference to the sea. She just gives a reassuring smile at his wistfulness, pushing along in tandem with him across the water.] Don't be too down, you sound like an expert on them. They might not be here, but you could at least spread all sorts of stories about them. That's what I can think of what a few people would do anyway.

[Though she pauses her train of thought because excuse her? Giant centipedes? She could shudder at the thought, and here she was hoping she'd left all the giant insects back in Thedas. The one good thing about the world ending, or so she'd thought. Instead she looks slightly uncomfortable while likely looking as if she's trying to picture it for herself.]

Please tell me you're kidding. I thought the giant spiders where I came from were bad, but you mean to say people ride something so- [Disgusting? Unsettling? Bizarre?] -horrifying as if its normal? I think I'd much prefer your fluffy birds.