Dragon Age: Origins (№ 277460)

- Alistair, can I have a word?
- Of course, anything for my favorite mage. (Of course, anything for my second-favourite magician).
- It seems to me that you and our brave commander have recently become inseparable. Can be said to have fused.
Is slightly exaggerated, don't you think?
- Well, now, when you get so close, you should finally find out how actually babies come from.
- Excuse me?!
- You know, the Church says that the man sees his children in a dream, then the good spirits fisymat them out of the Shadows and leave in his hands. But that's not true. In fact, this is what happens when a boy and a girl deeply in love with each other...
I swear that flaming sword of Andraste, I already know where babies come from.
- Really? In fact, you know?
At least, I hope I do.
- Aah... all right then. Ay-ay-ay, as you blushed. How cute.
- You did that on purpose?
- Oh Alistair, why would I do that?
- Yes, because you're aggressive, a perpetual mask of a fragile old woman, I'm not kidding. I'll now show.