[Releasing Watanuki's arm, Varric shrugged. Maybe it sounded kind to Goldie, but for him it was simply normal. The right thing to do, and the thing he was used to doing for all of his allies. In any case, it was the least exhausting thing he'd had to do for a friend. Sure as hell beat keeping assassins and debt hunters off of Blondie's doorstep, or bandits off of Daisy when she went for her nightly walks.]
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Anything for a friend, Goldie.