Wearing to wear something different is very, very different from asking him to wear a button up. Who would do that, really?

[But the trouble they're in for doesn't seem entirely like Kirkwall trouble. Sure, there are mercenaries and slavers, and they'll need to scrape their way through, but Kirkwall was just any other city.

Omega isn't like that. Hawke can tell just from looking at it.

She shrugs and gives her a nod, stepping away so they can start walking. They have to go somewhere, after all.]

I don't know. I've been told that we need...a chit? Something like that. And I'm not so eager to bare my chest to whatever some of these people are.