[Alistair laughs far too hard at the joke and can hear the echoes bounce from the walls around them after he stops. He winces a little and gives Anders an apologetic shrug.]

Well. At least I don't think I gave us away or anything.

[Only because the darkspawn can sense them already, he doesn't have to say it. But Alistair forges forward, placing himself between the mage and any potential unseen harm.]

How much experience have you had with darkspawn anyway, pants or no pants? I'm not doubting your abilities or anything, far from it. I just still don't know terribly much about you and it might be nice to put that to use, you know, professionally.