[Varric shifted only slightly, just enough to bear her weight in full. His embrace became tighter, arms squeezing her as she rocked against him. The hand not rubbing circles into her back swept upward, threading itself into her hair.]

I know, Vanille. I know...

[He pressed his cheek against her head, face turning so that his nose was buried in her hair.]

I promised her I would help her find a happy ending. Instead... this-- this shit happened.