renaissancedweeb:

dapartybanter:

Wynne: Have you changed your mind yet? Are you willing to speak seriously?
Zevran: Of your bosom? As you wish. 
Wynne: No, I do not wish to speak of my bosom.
Zevran: But it is a marvelous bosom. I have seen women half your age who have not held up half so well. Perhaps it is a magical bosom?
Wynne: Stop talking about my bosom.
Zevran: But I thought you wished to speak seriously?
Wynne: I do. I thought, however foolishly, that you might be willing to speak of your past. 
Zevran: We could do that. There have been many bosoms in my past, though only few as fine as yours.
Wynne: Enough. I am ending this conversation.  

I think the idea was to see how many times they could fit the word “bosom” into a single conversation. My favorite conversation in the game. EVER.

Reblogging because reasons—several of those reasons for Gilligan, perhaps ;p