Conlan reached up to his cheek and rubbed it. His mouth hung open for a just a second. He wasn't exactly surprised by Jill being so forward, he was actually fairly used to that with women by now, but it still caught him a little off guard, more because of remembering where that kind of behavior lead. He let out a cough and dropped his hand. At least she had waited until he had put pants on to do it.
"Well kissing a Grey Warden is likely to do it. They have very strict rules you know, bout how we all have to be monks, and whip ourselves while singing poorly. Poor singing is key, our souls wouldn't be tortured if we sang well."