Cullen takes it, tossing it halfheartedly over his legs, and settles back down. It's a weary movement.

He probably hasn't seen this movie enough times to have it memorized -- but he has seen it enough times for it to be a comfort.

At some point, he figures, Alistair is probably going to ask what in Andraste's name they're watching. Whatever. Possibly even better: Alistair will fall asleep again before the armadillo cake shows up.