Varric blinked, then turned around fully as he reached over, fluidly bring the crossbow that was almost as long as he was high to a front and ready position, the four limbs springing forward and locking before an eyeblink.
He smirked slightly, then turned and showed off the shinging metal plates that lined the expertly crafted foregrip and shaft.
"Bianca loves meeting teeth, if need be. Don't worry about us," the Dwarf winked, then nodded. "Not that it's our forte. You any good at hand-to-hand? I mostly get by on surprise alone from the short angle."