[Varric was no pro at cooking -- he'd proven his limitations earlier in the month. Nevertheless, he did have his specialties, which means the usual stew had been prepared with the usual enthusiasm. Most of it was left on the stove for whoever needed it, but Varric also made sure to amble up to the fourth floor with a bowl in hand.]
[Placing his fingers to his lips, he let out a sharp whistle, then stood, waiting for the swimming stick's attention.]
Pool
[Placing his fingers to his lips, he let out a sharp whistle, then stood, waiting for the swimming stick's attention.]
Been hours, Red. It's time to eat.