Zevran: The only leather goods I want for Valentine’s Day this year are your goods in leather. Ahahaha… It is lucky you love me, no?
Fenris: “Take another little piece of my heart now, Valentine—” Varric, this time, you have gone too far. I will not say this. You cannot make me.
Solas: Let the Dread Wolf take you this Valentine’s Day.
Cole: Roses are red, violets are blue—blue as deep water, waves lick the sundered shore, stones slapped slick to silence, hull docked on rocks. …Varric wins the bet. I didn’t finish the poem.
Tamlen: My love for you is like the Deep Roads—never forgotten, seemingly unending, but lost to the darkness beneath, lethallan.