Melora closed the door behind her. She smiled, shrugging. "Yeah, it's kinda ridiculous, huh? Guess that's why Uncle Varric hasn't kicked us out yet. Enough space that we aren't tripping over each other."
Melora started toward the kitchen. "You want cookies? I'm pretty sure they're done. Also there's movies." She didn't really know anything about Nuriko, so she didn't know specific things to suggest or avoid, but she'd picked a few out. If Dar wasn't in the mood for Dirty Dancing or Enchanted, surely a gorey zombie flick was called for.