“elfy hurt too much”
Trying something a little different, folks. What I have for you today is some rare dialogue that I found by digging through the game file with a mod maker program. In order to see this dialogue, you have to be a female Lavellan, romance Sera, and break up with her after “What Pride Had Wrought” over your differing religious views.
When you speak to her at the Winter Palace in Trespasser, after you visit the Ruins the first time, you can have the following conversation:
Inquisitor: When you start talking about elves, it’s hard to tell if it’s about them or about you.
Sera: Ugh. And when you do that, I don’t know if we’re talking about what we’re talking about, or if we’re talking about Mythal. Again.
Yes, I was a bit shit. No, it wasn’t fun. Yes, we maybe could have compromised. No, it isn’t about elfy stuff now.
Inquisitor: Now you think you could compromise? You drew a hard line at the time.
Sera: Well, now I could slap your arse and say, “That’s very interesting.” But back then, “elfy” hurt too much. Because I was never the right kind.
It would have been bad, anyway. It’s like Giselle, patting heads but moving the Maker higher. Saying one thing but meaning another.
We were grand but kind of broken. So we stopped. And maybe that’s good? To be stupidly true, even if it ends things?
Inquisitor: A shame it ended like it did.
Sera: It really is. We’re alike on that.
So…friends? Because everything seems like it’s ending, and maybe it’s been too long to sit on this much growly?
Inquisitor: I think so too, Sera. Time to let it go.
Sera: If you’ve no plans later, do you think we could survive a drink for every time things were stupid?
Inquisitor: (Chuckles.) Unlikely.
