Alistair didn't blush. He may not be getting used to the difficult mornings, but he was getting used to Sereda's kisses.
Not that they didn't send his heart a-flutter (they did!), but he no longer blushed crimson and stammered for three minutes afterwards.
"What, we don't just go around wearing party hats?" Alistair seemed disappointed. To be honest, he liked the hats. If he ever got back to Ferelden and remembered all of this, he'd make sure to celebrate the New Year with little plastic crowns.