"Why on earth would I need a gold hand for that? The giant phallic symbol strapped to my back does it well enough." Still, she's pleased that he's laughing, and it shows on her face. Hawke appreciates her companions, even though she spends half her time wanting to throw them off a bridge.

She finds it fascinating that he doesn't react to that, because he's certainly the sort of arrogant ass who seems like he would. It gets filed away as well, a note to poke and prod at it later, or at least remember it should it become relevant again.

The frown earns a laugh from her. "Absolutely. You joined me, didn't you? Can't imagine what you were thinking."