Cole sat up a bit more, canting his head. "Not our friends. Varric isn't up. Sera thinks we're both gross."

Servants, visitors, people who had passed by up here. "No, not offended. Uncertain. Confused. Protective, of both of us. Is the demon trying to get to him? Can it consent to that?" He reached out to Dorian. "Our friends just want us happy and healing."