"What about it?" Cullen asks her. "Would you like to become a cleric?"

Ci snorts.

"You'd probably have to wear robes," Cullen warns.

Ci rolls over on her back and begins to wiggle. This is entirely silly, and he's so occupied with that book she has to scratch her own back.

CJJ: She'll join us, lest someone accuse me of neglecting her moral foundation.
CJJ: Raw eggs and some kind of Qunari spice are what passes for hangover treatment in Kirkwall.
CJJ: Let's try to come up with something better, shall we?