[ Perhaps they won't make the most impressive sight to magisters accustomed to believing themselves the most powerful and important people in the world, but pandering to the self-importance of nobles has never mattered to Cullen. What matters is results. And the Inquisition got them. Thedas has not been overrun by demons. Corypheus has not remade the world.

The magisterium can get over itself. It needs all the allies it can get. ]

Aye. Right you are. My apologies for speaking of such weighty matters at such an hour.

[ Cullen looks down at the bottles, nodding. ]

I will. Thank you. [ Glancing up, he gives Dorian a smile and then gets to his feet. He offers Dorian a hand to his own. ] Shall I escort you back inside?